“The chime”

[Pat Doiron]

Hi, Pat, a fun read. I think you could put some more thought into the punctuation, some notes below.

“The chime”
 
Twisted forks hanging from a fabrication I think the poem could lose "from a fabrication", it's such a general word for your precise description and "hanging" would make a nice break.
Alongside flattened spoons maybe a comma
Dangling by threads fed through there souls their souls.
They dance when the wind blows I think you might lose "when the wind blows" if you'd like to keep gusts below.
Their collisions creating vibrations with every gust You might rework this line, "creating" reads wordy, like filler the poem doesn't need.
Melody comes to being, an entity unto itself Maybe everything after "melody" could be condensed into just the right word or two.
Patterns, beautifully and harmoniously chaotic The poem could lose "beautifully", harmoniously says it.
Bring forth joy in balance.

I especially like the start of "twisted forks", the imperfect becoming perfect. With a little work I think this poem could read as purely as the chimes sing. I hope my comments help, thanks for posting it.

i like, thank you ellajam for your great comments, i have been working on this and some of what you said has been done. thanks again