Block #lessons #poetry

sound in the old chapel

A block

used to build

will grow taller still

with much work and skill

the workers strive a tireless lot

if pulled at small and weakened spot

the building looming tall and proud will  plop

Follow this prompt from Poets United:

BUILD IT UP –One Word At A Time Your first line has two words. The second line has three. The third, four, and so on. Length is not limited so long as each line contains one more word than the line before it. Write until it’s ready! When you’re finished, go back and give your poem a one word title. 

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Ever play the game Jenga? It’s a great lesson on what happens when we go over the top with just one too many levels.

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I can hear the chorus #NWCU #poetry #Photography #travel

You stand so still these days

yet in each brick

I hear a phrase

“Gloria in Excelsis Deo”

**

Angels supplication

as your heart’s pour out

remove the suffocation

of these troublesome times

***

For peace our plea hear

good will toward all men

Women’s tears

bathe the earthen floor

***

mine mingle with theirs

in a unified Accapella chorus

that spans these years

between aged walls

Photography: “Sound in the Old Chapel” L. Moon copyright 2006

On a visit to UK, several of us chorused Christmas Carols (in August) in an ancient chapel. The harmonic tones rung so rich off those old brick walls.

Enjoy today at NWCU and Wednesday Wake Up Call hosted by Joanne Eliot.

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The Welsh Chapel (One Shoot Sunday -Week Two)

“If I could tell you the story of the many lives that have entered this building I would,” groaned the door as it turned on its hinges.

“As you enter, you will hear the sighs and feel the breeze that sometimes seeped through the now caulked walls. See that piano-it played many a fine piece. It knew Idella Cadwallader’s  fingers from the time she was a wee child til almost the day she died. Oh the stories you would hear from the windows there. There were things that they saw no one else remembers. There was Bevin and Maer each other’s true love; they said I do as the sun streamed through the leaded glass. Don’t ask about Gareth he was a naughty little boy. Fortunately beautiful Rhiannon set that young man straight.I had better not reveal any thing more there is sadness and poverty love and spite many things that only doors, windows and walls can remember. Today many only remember that we are a chapel built on a hilltop in 1891.”

My friend lived in this chapel in North Wales. Her spent a year renovating it.

Her home was magnificent.

Gives a new meaning to cathedral ceilings.

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