Child’s Celestial Chime
Buttery chiffon taffeta folds
of an early evening
Hedge rustling sways
to softening breeze
Dalliant twitterings nestle
into hummingbird tillage.
Amidst the lazy din,
a pristine crystal chime –
Unfettered, it’s inflection
pierced through the clouds.
This ascension
Reaching the supreme octave –
Vibrations of purity rang out.
Labours of Love
Palms upward
cupped in symmetry
An open book
of forgotten scripture
Etched into frail translucent papery flesh
and gnarled knuckles
Lines and scars trace a stoic history
Discarded chronicles of toil, forbearance, silent sacrifice
The forsaken testament
of unsung heroines.
By the graft of
these now
rendered distorted
arthritic joints
were carved
Labours of love.
“Child’s Celestial Chime” and another poem are @ Deirdre Gallagher
Acceptance and other poems © Deirdre Gallagher
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