Facade

Church bells in the distance toll

Each chime a torment on my soul

Ever-present, doom’s dark clouds

Harbingers of latent shrouds

Floorboards creak a serenade

Life, the Reaper’s masquerade

Author's Note

October makes me see through the veil just a bit...

Reviews

[SteveB]

Very well done. I love the sounds here. You have your usual sharp rhyme but the alliteration in line three really stands out. Sharp and crisp.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Steve! Good to see you!

[Rocans (Asher)]

Economy of lines at its best. Quite dark, but I would have it no other way. Excellent write Rita!

[Rita L. Sev]

I know your penchant for the darker writes. Thanks, Rocans!

[Lydia Shutter]

Dark and forboding, your words sent a chill down my spine, Rita. Powerful poetry. Lydi**

[Rita L. Sev]

Ooh! A chill - great! Thanks, Lydi!

[Rose of many colours]

I wouldnt know about October, But the church bells tolls tells me of time ,and the value of it. thanks Rita for this piece of work.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you so much, Rose... Yes, time is a gift often forgotten...

[Rose of many colours]

God bless great writer..

[Einstein Noodle]

like it a lot Rita.. agree it is profound... October can be difficult .. also lost some at this time that are close to me.. really like this side of you
E.

[Rita L. Sev]

I keep this side hidden most of the time, but cannot deny it... Thank you, E.

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Your pen never fails; all hail to the one's ink that consistently prevails! Your diction is amazing......

Gus Owens

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you so much, Gus. What a kind review!

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I liked it Rita but it reminded me of a hard time of hearing a bell toll almost 4 years ago my best friend passed away, Gosh it was so hard that I couldn't go to the grave side, I don't live to far from where he was buried, I heard the sound of the bell being rang for one hour I cried my eyes out hearing that bell ring. We use to ring it for meaness in his time of living and laugh cause it could be heard for miles. But hearing it that day set in deep. Not a day goes by don't miss him, He was like my dad:) Thank you for sharing that Rita:)

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you for sharing this connection, Jon. I hear the church bells toll for death often - I teach in a Catholic school, attached to the church. It it a common sound in our day to day life, but it always causes me to pause...

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Your welcome Rita,That make me freeze up as well!

[Marie]

You're right about October...this is a beautiful time of year, but it also leads the way to death...

[Rita L. Sev]

Yes, watching the leaves go through their transition leads me to think about my own...

[Frieda P]

Thought provoking and profound little ditty from your pen Rita, I felt this one my friend.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you very much, Frieda... got a bit pensive..

[Ed Hart]

take two ecstasy and call in the morning

[Rita L. Sev]

:) Searching for the sunshine in spite of the clouds...