There is the ample door
to heaven
we anticipate to pass through
after a lifetime of good
and there is the blue heron
that bathes and stalks
a secluded pond
for sanctuary.
WIND CHIMES
Though no wind passes,
a harmonious ringing
resonates,
breaking silence.
Dangling lines
of pewter angels
fly in circular motion,
playing harps
and kissing softly
to disrupt
the day’s stoic countenance
with celestial sounds
kindled by the breaths
of caring spirits
who stopped by
to whisper hello.
Bionote
Michael Keshigian, from New Hampshire, had his twelfth poetry collection, Into The Light, released in April, 2017 by Flutter Press. He has been published in numerous national and international journals including Oyez Review, Red River Review, Sierra Nevada College Review, Oklahoma Review, Chiron Review and has appeared as feature writer in over a twenty publications with 6 Pushcart Prize and 2 Best Of The Net nominations. (michaelkeshigian.com)
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