i keep one eye
on the ambitious door
where shadows race
and walls hum
he sits roughly
in brilliant chair
whilst another sits brilliantly
in stupid chair
thoughts interrupted
by rattling windows
and bones
just outside
someone works diligently
drilling into concrete
surrounded by cold ambient bells
powered by shaky hands
and warm sunshine
by mary ann blinkhorn
mypenandme 
I like the juxtaposition of images. 🙂
Thank you, MJ. 🙂
brilliant metaphor ! “ambient bells” magnificent !
Thanks very much! 🙂
Much to mine in this rich vein of ideas…very compelling 🙂
Thank you, Michael. I was just over, reading your last poem. I like the way you write.
“Ambient bells” … like this prose, M.A.
Blessings ~ Maxi
Thank you, Maxi. 🙂
I like this poem… I think it’s unusual and that makes it special in my eyes. 🙂
*smiling* – Thanks!
Love your poetry Mary…
and your work inspires me… Thank you!
🙂