March Chimes

Spring was my mama’s favorite season. She loved gardening, whether it involved vegetables or ornamentals, and when one visited, spring, summer, or fall, outside among the growing things was where one would likely find her. Her front porch sported a multitude of wind chimes, and when I hear mine (on my back porch) “tinkling in the wind,” I think of her. This one is for you, Mama.

 

March chimes tinkle in the wind,
Telling me spring is on the way,
Chasing away dark winter days.
And I wonder where the wind has been.

Unlike winter, spring sports a grin.
Yellow-bold, bright and warm and gay.
March chimes tinkle in the wind,
Telling me spring is on the way.

Sometimes brash, chimes dance, drunk on gin.
Or perhaps weed entered the fray.
Drunk or high or merry, who’s to say?
They jump and jingle as they spin—
March chimes tinkle in the wind,
Telling me spring is on the way.

©2021 KT Workman

(Note: Originating in French lyrical poetry of the 14th century, a rondel poem is a fixed form of verse based on two rhyme sounds and consisting usually of 14 lines divided into three stanzas. The first two lines of the 1st stanza are repeated as the refrain of the 2nd and 3rd stanzas. The meter is open, but usually has eight syllables per line. Rhyme scheme: A-B-b-a, a-b-A-B, a-b-b-a-A-(B)—capital letters represent lines repeated verbatim.)

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14 thoughts on “March Chimes

    1. Thank you, J. I’ve been writing a lot of poetry lately, and am getting close to 100 pages in on a novel. Sure hope my muse doesn’t take off for parts unknown as so often happens.
      As you are well aware, writing is a great form of therapy, and Lord knows, I could do with a few doses of that. 😊💙

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      1. It’s great to hear that you’re working on another book. I’ve always loved your writing, as you know. And I’ve always counted it a blessing that you allowed me to read most of your past works, including some while they were still a work in progress. You have a gift and it should be used: as therapy or shared with those who equally see the value in them. Take care, my friend, and I hope you never stop writing.

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        1. Thank you so much for your encouraging words, J. You know as well as I that when one is immersed in creating, just as in the case of being caught up in a good book, one can cast their problems aside…if only temporarily.💙

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    1. Thank you, Diane! I never knew so many different poetic forms existed until I took a class on poetry. I’ve been experimenting with the different forms and enjoying the process. It’s probably akin to you whipping up a challenging dish that you’ve never tried before. 😊

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