tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4410792092278580766.post5484641682125783433..comments2023-07-04T07:02:37.567-04:00Comments on David Brydon - Poetry Blog: A Bell RungAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05791591892742270029noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4410792092278580766.post-27334301846722817882010-10-21T17:09:27.966-04:002010-10-21T17:09:27.966-04:00I think this is an interesting piece with very sat...I think this is an interesting piece with very satisfying movement in it. If that makes sense to you. Love and Light, SenderUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17142100957711935950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4410792092278580766.post-15399503243809413852010-10-16T11:10:34.923-04:002010-10-16T11:10:34.923-04:00I draw my hand down,
upon the tower’s rope,
a flic...I draw my hand down,<br />upon the tower’s rope,<br />a flicker of my eyes<br />a chime of hope.<br /><br />love the opening,<br />very beautiful flow.Jinglehttp://www.jingleyanqiu.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4410792092278580766.post-4610633459559964512010-10-13T20:32:42.259-04:002010-10-13T20:32:42.259-04:00Like a word once spoken, never to be unspoken.
Nic...Like a word once spoken, never to be unspoken.<br />Nice. <br />VictoriaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4410792092278580766.post-42666169962390899782010-10-13T13:33:36.239-04:002010-10-13T13:33:36.239-04:00i like how you start the poem - with an action - p...i like how you start the poem - with an action - putting your hand on that rope - and then it starts to flow - finds a way - and then the end - never under my control - really good!Claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4410792092278580766.post-37226406299208672542010-10-13T12:33:27.148-04:002010-10-13T12:33:27.148-04:00Such tintinnabulation! (Shades of Poe!)
I recall ...Such tintinnabulation! (Shades of Poe!)<br /><br />I recall ringing the Peace Bell at the Byodo-In Temple in Hawaii. (It's a replica of the 900-year old Byodo-In Buddhist temple in Japan)<br /><br />The low peals echoed in the valley as the rain drizzled softly. It was very peaceful and, unlike your chimes, it has remained with me all these years.Bubbahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16927345716112968689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4410792092278580766.post-84539265683418758072010-10-13T09:03:14.688-04:002010-10-13T09:03:14.688-04:00Amazing sound and time travel, really such a wonde...Amazing sound and time travel, really such a wonderful impression! Could almost hear these chimes the way your poetry flowed so well along with/ hearing, feeling, emotions...Wonderful writing! ~April :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4410792092278580766.post-87570803577960829922010-10-13T00:18:56.231-04:002010-10-13T00:18:56.231-04:00How the sound travels and its effect in the poem e...How the sound travels and its effect in the poem enhances the time element, and understanding it which you weave back to the chimes at the end. Enjoyed your poem very much. thanksdustushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07796500077556153584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4410792092278580766.post-81564424606988645362010-10-12T21:58:10.393-04:002010-10-12T21:58:10.393-04:00I love the idea of the chime, once released, as ir...I love the idea of the chime, once released, as irretrievable.Ben Langhinrichshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16077213274836551992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4410792092278580766.post-34971484385525602732010-10-12T20:09:45.881-04:002010-10-12T20:09:45.881-04:00like the chickens neck wrung...nice...and no longe...like the chickens neck wrung...nice...and no longer mine...a great close. nice one shot!Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.com