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Ringing bell
The mystery of ringing bell
heard it clear, with angst so sweet
a message so veiled sent from hell
saw the writing and heard the sound
but could not read the words to tell
knowing there was a message deep
kept me sleepless in the night
ringing bell, a metaphor perhaps
that all was not exactly right
close my eyes, see script waiting for reply
start to read, with speed it slips out of sight
ringing bell if you have something to say
say it, and don't be an elusion
furtiveness is such a nuisance
I need some kind of a conclusion
or take your mystery and secrecy
leave me alone without your intrusion
there you go again
disappearing ink
words written, insane
ringing bell, go to hell
from whence you came..
feedback van andere lezers- Hoeselaar
Ik hoorde de belletjes maar of ze van jou kwamen kon ik niet horen.
Willy
killea: jawel, ik heb zij aan jou gestuurd Willy
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j - hettie35
Dit is genietend lezen June,
liefs Hettie
killea: many thanks Hettie
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j - marrik
Ring them bells (Bob Dylan)
killea: Yep
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j - tessy
lig er niet wakker van June
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killea: No I won't Tessy
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j - kerima_ellouise
I wish you a merry x-mas...with full of warm voices in the heart
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killea: thank you Kerima ellouise, all the best for the new year
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j - jan
merry christmas June although I can't see your poem. Because there's too much snow on the page...
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j
killea: Thank and same to you love, just had to think about it again
as it is such a weird one
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j - ivo
sommige zaken houden mensen wakker idd en ze blijven hun verhaal vertellen ook al zijn ze lang uitverteld
killea: thank you Ivo
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j
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