A Bell Rings

A bell rings

And school children

Scurry, weaving amongst each other,

Slowly forming lines before the teacher

Gives the order;

Then they march toward the classroom.


A bell rings,

Weak vibrations

Gently caress small dust particles,

To manoeuvre them in swirling circles,

Where they will lie

Unnoticed on the mantelpiece.


A bell rings,

It rings each time

That body or blood are offered up,

Perpetuating century laden mimes.

Grey haired voyeurs

Bow down in respect of their Christ.


by Shay Ryan







One Response to A Bell Rings

  1. Pingback: An origingal poem by Shay Ryan – ‘A Bell Rings’ | Words in rhythm

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