The bell rings, can anyone
hear? The time is now,
that much is clear.
The figure, stooped,
stares mute with a plea,
A warning? A calling?
Whatever could it be?
LadyP ©2014
I found this little gif in my files,… I have no idea
where I ‘borrowed’ it from. I just thought to share.
Do you have any answers? Postcards please! xx
🙂
Pen Pusher, I just write when the mood takes me, and wherever my imagination wants to go I try to follow.... 
● Poems 'n Stuff ● 
it is absolutely charming; but have no clues as to it’s real identity.
clever words spin it round n’ round. kin a dizzy now…
love, Eddie
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Hope the dizziness wore off Eddie, 🙂 and glad you enjoyed seeing the li’l fella.. Much love xPenx
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he’s precious!
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Love you little ditty Pen and your gif, it reminds me of a Monastery I stayed in a few times when on dog shows, in I think it was Aylesbury, they had a bell in the grounds that would have given Big Ben a run for his money , I was always tempted to throw a rock at it just to hear it chime, but never had the nerve, perhaps that is it coming back to haunt me. Love from we three XXX
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I’ve pulled the bells at a church as a child Arlene, ’tis an art in itself, I ws so little I was afraid I’d be hoisted into the rafters!! 😉 Glad you enjoyed the li’l fella Bing Bonging.. xx
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Never mind who it’s for, if you’re Irish today, just keep ringing that bell!
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This bell will keep ringing, John, on these pages for a long time to come methinks… xxx
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The bell rings, because it’s time to live. And love. 🙂
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True Vera, living and loving, makes the World go round and bells ring in happy response… 🙂 xxx
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That’s a pretty cute icon – it reminds me of the Hunchback of Notre Dame! You know, to my mind, ringing bells are a warning (or at least that’s what I picture in my head at the moment though I don’t know why). I know it’s not always the case but I’m going to say: It’s a warning! 😛
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Yup, I’d say you’re right Andini, I think it’s almost certainly Quasimodo, and ringing a warning? Could be, you never know, or maybe as some say, it’s the dinner bell. 😉 Good to see you blogging again sweet friend, I’ll be calling by soon. xx
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I’m no help with the source of the adorable gif, sorry.
But your poem reminded me of “The Bells” by Poe. Hearing it being read on a vinyl record in the fourth grade was my introduction to poetry. I was quite spell-bound.
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Not surprised Eva, I read Fall of The Houe of Usher, short story by Poe and his style if writing is amazing. Spell bound… I was too… xx
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Ding Dong! It was only me, Lady P. Stooped because of my bad back I was, but my good back’s back now and I’m no longer stooped, although I’m pooped. OK, I’ll stop now. (I’m catching up, by the way, BACKwards!) Next! Or Previous! 😉
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Strewth Sir A, you gave me quite a turn… and here was me thinking ’twas a death knell, or dire warning of dooooom. Hope the back stays good ‘n proper.. 🙂 xx
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Beautiful! Your poems are lovely! 🙂
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Many thanks Fiya’Says, lovely to see you, and glad you enjoyed the visit. 🙂 xx
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Thankyou 🙂
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Great Pen that little capture sums it up.
Hugs Sheila xx
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Glad you enjoyed it Sheila, it made my day finding him… He’s just perfick for a little whimsical poem… Hugs to you ‘n’ Li’l Lucy….xxx
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Cute little bell ringer and your words go well with it Pen.
Many a scenario could be made around the little bell ringer.
Ian
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I’m sure I could find other scenarios Ian, he’s perfick eh? and I can’t stop smiling every time I add him to someones reply. heh!! 😀 xx
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la cloche avertit fort puissamment de tes mots si joliment
❤
bisous miss Penny
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