Bells

“Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.”

-Leonard Cohen

Bells

(for Jackson)

by Carmen H Gray

The chiming sound

That comes from a hollowed, hallowed you

Inverted from life’s spiraled bound

A premature summoning

To another place

The space you made humbling

The lives of those you knew

The bells ringing in

Messages that carry through

Time and space

Pain and suffering

And love’s memory trace

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Rare

“It’s an awful truth that suffering can deepen us, give a greater lustre to our colours, a richer resonance to our words. That is, if it doesn’t destroy us, if it doesn’t burn away the optimism and the spirit, the capacity for visions, and the respect for simple yet indispensable things.”
―Anne Rice, Queen of the Damned

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Rare

by Carmen H Gray

Incongruous and jagged

Are just one way to describe

In this world so rabid

Your exceptionality

The beauty of the detour

From centrality

Every anomaly

Gives birth to curiousity

An unusual novelty

To inspect and understand

A four leaf clover

In a three leaf land