Sannel Larson

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Church Bells Peal on a Journey

Church Bell's Peal on a Journey
By
Sannel Larson




As I stand on the ancient bridge

that crosses the river with the sea

I hear the echoes of distant bells

guiding me towards tranquility.


A sudden gust carries leaves

from yesterday's summer trees

like crimson jewels from the past

they float out to the seven seas.


Tiny songbirds in hushed flight

through the darkened evening sky

flap their delicate wings so fine

towards the journey's end they fly.


The dusk fades into a memory

as today's sunset is forever gone

dead of night draws ever near

not yielding until break of dawn.


Church bells peal on a journey

waver on throughout the night

keeping me solemn company

as the stars spread their light.


Darkness wraps its velvet stole

around my shoulders so bare

as I wait for an answered prayer

I reach my hands into the air.


Oh, please give me wings to fly

so I can touch the crescent moon

and dance 'tween the stars so bright

in rhythm to the heavenly tune.


As songbirds lift me with their wings

and the echos of bells sets me free

the journey's end, I finally reach

as I cast my soul into the deep sea.



© Copyright 2013 by Sannel Larson. All rights reserved



14 comments:

  1. Sannel, this is beyond astounding dancing with hypnotic. Vivid imagery presented with the poets brush paints subtle emotions upon whispering waves shimmering upon the shore. Bravo - I say with a smile.

    You, Sannel, have written in this humble man's eye one of your very best. I applaud this endeavor so bold a task, yet softly celestial. You must allow me to ponder more and then present an offering of praise befitting the author, you Sannel, with those feelings arisen as if from the earthen soil...

    Mitch

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  2. Hello Mitch! Oh my, such a wonderful compliment on my writing! I'm humbled and quite frankly, I'm blushing. You are too kind, my dear friend. Your words brought joy and happiness to my heart and I'm thrilled beyond words. Thank you!
    Hugs and God Bless,
    Sannel

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  3. Hello Sannel of simply sensational - it's Loreena McKennitt playing her harp for you and thanking you for taking me under your poetic wings and letting me fly with an angel like you.
    Your words are as pure as the sweet air I breathe in those moments which caress our creative souls and let us run free because we once loved, lived and laughed. Your legacy will not be forgotten dear sister for you bless each and everyone of us with your kindred spirit.

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  4. Hello Loreena! I had you in mind when I wrote this piece. Your lovely voice, lyrics and the music from your harp, always brings me much inspiration to my scribe. Thank you for those sweet and beautiful words. It means a lot coming from such an amazing writer as yourself.
    Thank you, my dear Lady of Shalott!
    Hugs,
    Sannel

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  5. Hello My Lady Sannel. Forgive me as I have copied this intriguing and mystical poem for deeper thought, while asking of your blessing. Mesmerized not of Hypnos, yet more so that of Athena's friend the owl, sharing. The tranquility of gnosis envelopes this earthly soul, of which one wing is born, yet knows of one having the power and majesty of five more than.

    Likened to Freyja of the Norse kingdoms, familiar to Celtic Sailors, and sought by admirals and generals both on leave in Crete and dancing near Athens, she bewilders some. Though with the eye of an osprey, knowing of Frigg's blessing, and of 4 written by a man with a pipe, much is known of her grace, beauty, and unmatched wit and charm(s).

    Weary of study, understanding, and smiling too, a sleep for a bit and a byte I see or not. Seems the next is restoration of a story of smiling. Others in a land of words, seem to desire it brought back from the hall of Sessrúmnir on this day.

    Adieu flung as an arrow of cupid, not tossed, yet aim is true.

    Mitch

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  6. Mitch - Your mystical words of Magic and Wonders always leave my mind in a knot. . .lol!
    Thank you, my dearest friend for your most enchanting visit!
    Hugs,
    Sannel

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  7. Hmmmm . . . . I wonder of a Celtic Knot, My Fairest Lady of a most festive Fare of near a place many may know, yet some not. Seems Camelot is not of this place. An image I know painted of one so wise and noble of a path leading to a pond. Upon this pond are lilies of white while some more than subtle of orange delight.

    Yet, legend and myth both offer heed of a knight of midnight black, whom is said a Sir of a noble court indeed. He boldly offers protection both dusk and dawn as well as night and day in service of the fairest Lady of the valley sprinkled upon again of lilies.

    Once more adieu, My Lady Sannel, of whence I came I now pass through, a gate of neither nor, a path it seems now from a pond . . .

    Mitch

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  8. Mitch. . . now you make me dizzy. . . lol!

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  9. Sannel, it is great to see this wonderful poem of yours published again as it should be. I love the imagery and fantasy of your words as they carry the spirit skyward. I love these plaintive lines:

    Oh, please give me wings to fly
    so I can touch the crescent moon
    and dance 'tween the stars so bright
    in rhythm to the heavenly tune.

    So, beautiful Sannel. I do hope you bless all your readers with more of your wonderful poetry! Take care, dear friend.

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  10. Thank you Rick, for your very kind and encouraging words. I'm blessed with having beautiful and loyal friends as yourself in my life.
    Take care, my dear friend.
    Sannel

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  11. Sannel this was absolutely awesome. A journey of true emotion. Loved this.

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  12. This is very beautiful Sannel; so descriptive and beautifully written...

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  13. Sannel, thank you for blessing us with your rich gift of words, your symbolism intrigues me as it always has. This mystical flight soars with angels in harmony with the beautiful renditions and the harp strings of chorus on high,I have to agree with Mitch this is one of your finest if not your finest my dear Swedish friend, may you continue to express yourself and your heart and soul forever with your work and share it with the world.

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  14. Sannel,

    As I read the majesty of your words, listen to the hauntingly beautiful sounds of Vangelis and drink in the rich maroon tapestry of your well chosen backdrop...I think:

    A gifted free spirit WILL NOT EVER be kept down by the confines and rigidity of an illogical system.

    YOU, in all of your splendor, are a songbird of a poetess...and how I am drawn to your work, SanneL. This is memorable. Thank you, my dear friend. Love, Maria

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