Modern Life

confusion, data overload, uncertainty and a new spirituality. Where does it lead?

Parched bones in black hats

swing in staccato.

Black and white and red

to the core.

Automated descention,

defies the middle

swings towards the heavens.

Grabbed by the hair,

hammered in the heart,

we the deceived,

find our white bones

and move.

Author's Note

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

wow that is a formidable write, Like Pryde, it was that last part that hit home.

[Pryde Foltz]

Grabbed by the hair,
hammered in the heart,
we the deceived,
find our white bones
and move.

A really terrifying write for its truth. Bravo.

[Mark]

Thank you. I'm happy the write said something. I was afraid it might be too metaphoric

[Pryde Foltz]

I am never the one to ask … I love my metaphor … but to me this reads as a very tight allegory.

[Mark]

I always get those concepts mixed up. Thanks :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

life is too automated now for me...

i want simple again...i want to get back to the "bones" of it all.

i am having such a nice breakfast, sharing my morning with your poetry, Mark...

great way to start the day.

jacob

[paddy d daly]

Modern life, it can swallow us up and spit us out like some kind of product off some production line, but it causes you to spit out dissent, maybe we need more of that....paddy

[Baby Ricochet]

Love the first stanza. Good one

[Mark]

Thanks Mark :)

[A. Amos]

Enjoyed the poetry and this is one of my fav song:) so thanks for treat..

[Mark]

I just found Dead Weather.... wow, fresh stuff. Thanks for reading.

[Frieda P]

A bit abstract for you, I like this one a lot Mark.....did the music inspire this one?

[Mark]

yeah, I was listening to this song when I got the idea. :) Thanks

[crashnburn]

There's something about this poem that resonates with me. I can't quite put my finger on it. I enjoy the imagery in this. I can almost see bones hanging from the gallows. Nice write.

[Mark]

It's good to connect. Hang on to that finger. wouldn't want you to lose it.