Vengeful

Vengeful

I plunge my hands

deep into the belly

of the sky

and turn the Earth

blue with asphyxiation.

My rage is purple

and hot

and dark,

with death for comfort,

and revenge as a companion.

Why my God

has life forsaken me?

 

09/09/12

Reviews

[Claire Twinn]

Thank God your anger isn't as powerful as this! I can relate to your (hopefully transient) sense of disappointment in the world, though. Wonderfully expressed, well done.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

No it is simply an expression of what I have perceived rather than something I own. A poetic licence.

[emmajoy]

That extreme feeling, a kind of revenge, is never sweet, neither is life.. but, we all need to blame someone .. God has more strikes against Him than most. Your poem screams in agony rather than rage. There's a need to calm you after reading this, because although superbly created, i have to say, 'shhhh, go look at the clouds.'

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Not really feeling so bad when I wrote it. Just summing up a lifetime of ups and downs! Thank you for the review Emma and for 'calming' me. Yeah God does have a few strikes but he can take it. I had a rant at him in 'Original Sin' and 'Catholic'. Religion is all too often used as a cover up for despicable behaviour.

[emmajoy]

Guilt has a way of manifesting itself, doesn't it! :)

[Mr Dunne Poetry]

An excellent piece. Well done. Mr Dunne

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks!

[Neville]

Welcome to the real world John, another great piece might I add. AGT Nev

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Hey you flatterer!