The Cold Tap Sings

the p-word

HATRED OF WIND CHIMES

by Robin Boothroyd

photo: Otie

Hatred of Wind Chimes

I find ~~the very concept of~~ wind chimes
completely disgusting those ludicrous
clusters of flimsy metal tinkling
in a warm breeze I yearn for a body
of water between Fair Isle and Viking
a ‘north 7 to severe gale 9 veering west’

Published: September 11, 2013

Filed Under: Poems

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The Cold Tap Sings

HATRED OF WIND CHIMES

by Robin Boothroyd

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