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Thinking About Angels

Thinking About Angels

Here I am thinking 
about angels, guardians
in the sky.

Funny thing: grief.
Well maybe ‘funny’
is the wrong word.

 ‘Volcanic’
‘Annihilating’
‘Illusionary’

‘Pulverizing’
‘Instantaneous’
‘Gasping’

‘Forever’ is
the kicker.

Here I am thinking 
about angels, guardians
in the sky.


Kathryn Collins
February 26, 2014

Copyright © Kathryn Collins | Year Posted 2014

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Keith Bickerstaffe

December 28, 2014 at 4:16 PM

There are those who do not believe in angels, the same people don't believe in faeries or unicorns either, they are missing so much. Grief is so much more bearable if it can be borne on angel's wings. Another Collins 'unique.' God Bless You! Keith

October 20, 2014 at 3:07 PM

"Forever is the kicker" Amen. I do believe in angels though. I'm still around at 85. Musta had some help. Always enjoy. Love, daver

Connie Marcum Wong

March 19, 2014 at 3:14 AM

I don't know what l would do without the help from angels Kathryn. Congratulations on becoming a Lifetime member of Poetry Soup! Hugs, Connie

Kathryn Collins

March 19, 2014 at 10:26 AM

Thanks, Connie. May your's be ever at your side. xxx's ooo's

Ingrid Showalter Swift

March 13, 2014 at 8:55 AM

Another for me to love! Love how you looped back to such gentleness after the storm

Kathryn Collins

March 13, 2014 at 10:58 AM

Cyndi - Thank you. I love it when the thoughts come and, maybe not too poetically, make it to paper. Hope you're well xxx's ooo's Kathy

Syam Madappattu

March 12, 2014 at 11:31 AM

PROFOUND THOUGHT ON ANGELS

Kathryn Collins

March 13, 2014 at 10:58 AM

Thank you Syam for the encouragement.

Mohammad Abedin

March 10, 2014 at 12:10 AM

nice to read

Kathryn Collins

March 13, 2014 at 10:59 AM

Thank you Mohamma

March 9, 2014 at 12:40 AM

Ah there just Germans dressed up like people... :). Those damn angels don't see my cause. Maybe you trade them in like baseball players. Now wouldn't that be ironic? Love this Kilmer

Kathryn Collins

March 9, 2014 at 9:33 AM

Kilmer - Ah yes the angels. I cannot say how funny this comment is right down to the Germans. You pulled it out of the celestial crossed wires of my mind into coherent (did I say that?) language. xxx's ooo's.

Keith Bickerstaffe

March 7, 2014 at 5:03 PM

Deeply philosophical... your choice of '...' words hits the nail on the head. Only a person who has experienced grief could have written this... Love, Keith

Kathryn Collins

March 9, 2014 at 10:11 AM

Oh yes, Keith. You have been there too. Thank you for the comprehending comment.

Andrea Dietrich

March 7, 2014 at 8:30 AM

Depths of your sadness in this one. Have hope, dear. I really like the way you began and ended this one on the same note.

Kathryn Collins

March 9, 2014 at 10:12 AM

Hope can be elusive and sometimes we just draw on the past to find it.

March 6, 2014 at 11:27 AM

Ooops.... NOOO... this has much hope... sometimes I can really get into trouble using words... :-) Terry

March 4, 2014 at 4:26 PM

Dear Kathy, sometimes your poems are so sad... but they often express hope... love, Terry

Kathryn Collins

March 6, 2014 at 7:28 AM

I'm not sure how to take this. Is this one out of hope too. xxx's

March 1, 2014 at 8:07 AM

well there is so much we don't know & it is very possible many, many beings are watching us from the sky! Hope you are well and warm brrrrrrrrrrrrr. Light & Love

Kathryn Collins

March 1, 2014 at 8:14 AM

Thanks Debbie. Are you braced for Sun. night and Mon. Maybe they're wrong!

March 1, 2014 at 6:33 AM

If there are angels watching over us, then the ones watching over me have taken a trip out of town. Good write.

Kathryn Collins

March 1, 2014 at 8:15 AM

What's out of town for them? thanks. love, Kathy

February 28, 2014 at 5:27 AM

I also share your sadness. God bless and keep you Kathryn. Love, chuck

Kathryn Collins

February 28, 2014 at 8:15 AM

Dear Chuck - One solace is that we are not alone (I guess). Thank you for your heartfelt comment. love, Kathy

February 28, 2014 at 5:21 AM

I loved this descriptive angelic poem! 7 My best, chuck

February 28, 2014 at 3:48 AM

Well my friend, you already know how well I identify with this gem of yours...Absolutely LOVE the way you opened with the first verse and closed with the same. 'Illusionary' is the key word for me...If you like check out 'The Mourning After' which is my latest about my son and by the way, this is going to my fav poems and PLEASE consider becoming a premium member...

Kathryn Collins

February 28, 2014 at 8:33 AM

Dearest Tim, kindred spirit, I re-read "The Mourning After" and felt the shock all over again, right there before me on paper. Each verse overwhelming. That "basking in sympathy", after the party's over journey into the pit is something I've never heard anyone express. I identify with every single word. I am sure that is your son in the avatar (what a crazy word). Handsome boy, that Danny.

February 28, 2014 at 3:50 AM

AND you are now on my fav poet list too...

Connie Marcum Wong

February 27, 2014 at 2:36 PM

Well chosen words used to describe the depth of loss Kathryn. We always regret those last unspoken words, but I believe we can still be heard after passing.

Kathryn Collins

February 27, 2014 at 4:22 PM

I hope so, Connie. That is such a reassuring outlook. I know I'm talking to them all the time. Thanks. love, Kathy

February 27, 2014 at 2:09 PM

just love this heartfelt write, Kathy

Kathryn Collins

February 27, 2014 at 4:21 PM

Thanks Jack. love, Kathy

February 27, 2014 at 11:45 AM

I lost my dad first , Then my mother , Then my sister , Each time I thought I would never recover, Even now , A song will come on the radio or a Programme on telly That one of them loved and the tears flow. All we can do is go on Kathy . Great poem.

Kathryn Collins

February 27, 2014 at 4:16 PM

Dear Darren- Thanks for reading and commenting on my poem. We seem to recover and live another day. love, Kathy

February 27, 2014 at 8:50 AM

Grief is definitely all of those above words..Forever is hard very hard..Enjoyed reading your very descriptive, emotive and expressive work.thanks for stopping by my work about the fish..I wish that I had had the fish tank when my children were young..That would have helped with the discipline..(I did let them have nights to choose a program)..Sara

Kathryn Collins

February 27, 2014 at 9:24 AM

Oh yes, drown the children? Thank you for understanding my words; I know you have experienced. love, Kathy

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