Choka – Dreams (There Comes the Sound of the Bell)


Choka – Dreams (There Comes the Sound of The Bell)

A silent spring wood

A place well hidden from all

A leaf chased by wind

A cloud of sparrows startle

Still a peace remains

The dream is quiet for now

A slow drifting boat

Barely raising a ripple

The sun sinking low

Throwing down long dark shadows

Then from the distance

There come the sound of the bell

As the dream stretches

Effortlessly rolls over

Reveals a dark face

Fear rides in on a cold wind

The bell seems closer

I cannot awaken yet

I cannot recall

And I do not wish to know

I dread the quiet

Yet I pull it close to me

Thirsting for silence

I die a little more inside

And strain to hear the bell toll

© Ann Bagnall 2016

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s