it chimes the hour
it chimes the ticking day
it chimes the weeks, the months, the years
(By way of explanation: I have decided to post on the first of each month a poem in a specific form. Throughout that month, if further poems are created and posted, they will all use that form. The poetic form chosen for April 2016 is the Cinquain).
dazzling bursts of light
rainbows splashed across skies