Poetry 2

Sound the Bells, I have finally learnt a poem.

Sounds by Ellie Rose Mc Kee. It is to be found in the book “Washing Windows? Irish women write Poetry published by Arlen House.

Sounds

Gently cracking ice

in the pond out back

slowly melting.

 

Creaking staircase and floorboards

in the old house

as it settles in to the ground for the night

and the heat from the dying fire easing out.

 

The tiny sigh

of a dog in its sleep.

 

A wonderful host of sounds

that too often go

unnoticed

unheard

unloved.

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