POEM: Ubiquitous Jangle

By Berniegourley @berniegourley

faintly jingling anklet bells
jarred by lightly padding feet

accompanied by the jangle
of arms bejeweled in bangles

can't silence be trusted?
each movement must be accounted for?

bells are put on cats to track their mischief
bells are strapped to livestock
so shepherds can track rogues & runaways down the valley

but why bedeck oneself in bells?

is silence more dread than sound?

silence is stillness is potential energy winding tighter
perhaps lost potential is a sacred tragedy,

begging one question:
while squirrel away nuts never to be consumed?

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