The Road to Love

The Road to Love

Savaged by the she wolf’s angry fangs,

blood oozes from my wounds

to drip in steady rivulets

upon smooth black asphalt.

And driving rain in the dark of night

buffs the road ahead

to a mirror finish

in which to inspect so many scaly scars.

Rain clouds hide the moon

and my path is still obscured

so I cannot see the lights of the city

and have no idea how far it is

to salvation.

But still I stumble on,

knowing I have the strength

to get there.

 

25/08/14

Author's Note

Reviews

[AprilRN1210]

flow and imagery packed a poetic punch with this one, John... can feel the determination and angst as well as the pain of realization of circumstances..

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks April.

[Leslie Philibert]

Like the images here ; a mix of metaphor and good observation, put together very well !

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Many thanks Leslie.

[Rene Salinas]

A little light if hope John sometimes is all we need. I tend to be a bit bleak and sympathise with the darker moments of life not really a great bundle of joy addmitedly so when I read your lines it was the meaning of hope that hit me.

Thankyou

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Glad it was a positive hit Rene. Many thanks.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Your ending gives us salvation...afteral, there must be a light at the end of our tunnel. I know I need one!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Kelly. Think we all do.

[R Smith]

I know there's a love story in there somewhere but I love a good horror movie so I choose to see that haha, a very good and exciting poem John

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks Richard.

[Lyn Anderson]

Ouch! I think you and I are neck and neck in the bitter on this one.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Yes but the wolves are not ripping at your flesh! Thanks 'M'.

[Frieda P]

Talk about a bitter pill!! Ha....I don't wanna hear it....in my best Jack Nicholson voice...'YOU can't handle the truth'! Great poem by the way.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Why thank you my Lady. It is so hard to find truth here in the sky!

[Frieda P]

I don't think you know what a she wolf is really like....

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I have watched them crunch through thigh bones!

[Frieda P]

Your thigh looks intact to me, how did you run?......!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

On hands and knees!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I really like this poem...an allegory for finding our back from the pain of being jilted by love...
we feel like werewolves, out there alone...searching for something.

also like this song bunches...and Peter and Gordon...one of my close friends is Georgie Waller...Gordon's ex...she is the epitome of the sixties hippie freak...peace and love forever.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you so much Jacob and let's relive the sixties because it had brutal honesty.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, it did.