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Chainsaw People

Noisy mankind Riding mower machines. Rip the cord. Rev the engine. Bang the nail, throw debris. Point the blower, louder, faster. No one heard the angelus ring. Everyone forgot to pray The churches fell And came the last day. ©Kathryn McL. Collins

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Beata Agustin

Date: 11/4/2023 8:11:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Terry O'Leary

Date: 6/13/2012 3:18:00 AM

Oooo ... what a picture of modern day life... good mood produced... Terry (& thanks for your various kind comments... I have seen 'Black Swan', several times (except I must cover my eyes in certain scenes)... you're right it is an excellent film...)

Black Eyed Susan

Date: 6/12/2012 11:29:00 AM

Love all the obnoxious noises in this! But I hope this isn't prophetic!

Robert Pettit

Date: 6/8/2012 9:19:00 AM

A good reminder that we individuals have to share this planet with over seven billion others very much like us.

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 6/5/2012 9:04:00 PM

great reminder of our priveleges since we have labor saving devices.

Keith Bickerstaffe

Date: 6/5/2012 2:11:00 PM

Your themes are so interesting and varied... I love it when writers refuse to be labelled, and you will never be guilty of THAT! A devastating final verse, and full, rich imagery. BRAVO Kathy!! Luv, Keith :)