Silent Bells

Fading memories of past lives linger
Moving in rhythm to the falling snow
Spectres whisper mournful prayers
Shadows lost in unending procession
Cloister walls weep with sadness
Silent bells echo the end of time

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

Tintern Abbey from south west during winter snow by W.A. Call. Monmouth Museum identity number M1928.214

Tintern Abbey. Photo by W.A. Call, Monmouth Museum.



10 thoughts on “Silent Bells

  1. luv the photo u selected for this poem and the poem is ethereal in a sweet sorta way…the end of time seeming apt and expected… but someone else might perceive it differently…like silence…too….

    silence can seem eerie, pleasant, or echo-ing…depending on the mood, time, place or people…

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