"Looping Bells on Our Downspout"

Looping Bells on Our Downspout

 

We turn toward bells

solace or solution

welcoming or repelling

thieves who took

our copper downspout

in the wee hours 

of our mid-sleep

the scene is reset

new like rainfall 

in the wee hours

thieves who took

solace or solution 

of our mid-sleep

the scene is reset

our copper downspout

new like rainfall 

welcoming or repelling 

we turn toward bells

~LCMH

Today is 2/22/22, a palindrome date. This poem is not a perfect palindrome; but I'm considering it a member of the palindrome family (maybe a cousin). There's leeway with the rearrangement of nine lines as they repeat, a swerve in the form.