Reflections Upon Wasted Time

When life no longer makes sense.

Reflections Upon Wasted Time

The dappled shadows

of yesterday’s dreams

play patterns of thought

across my memory,

as the sun begins

it’s descent towards

the ocean bed.

Through the darkened

window of my soul

I watch as minutes

and hours and days

and years replay

in slow motion.

Begging searching questions

of the veracity of my time

spent in the pursuit

of the justice of existence.

And I weep tears of brine

for life’s blood spilt

and drained

in the brutal slaughter

of love and trust given,

and promises,

all broken.

 

16/12/14

Author's Note

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

Your opening line couldn't have been more inviting, John. You have strong insight for these introspective pieces. It shows another side of you as a writer.

Can we expect to see any photos from your vacation with any poetry? ; )

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you sooooo much Kelly.

[andrew mitchell]

One of your best John, gripping emotion from this poem like don't leave me after you read this! Brilliant soul searching stuff on where did I put my porridge!! lol

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Well thank you kindly dear Andrew. Stovies and porridge and haggis and deep fried Mars bars mmmmmmmm?

[MsJewel]

There is a sadness to your words that truly is heartfelt John.
Begging searching questions
of the veracity of my time
spent in the pursuit
of the justice of existence.
These are words of someone giving up...
powerful and emotional. Brilliant writing my friend.
:) Julie

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I think we all feel like giving up sometimes when life gets the better of us. Thank you again Julie

[sereenaoutloud]

Wow you can really feel the despair...it feels like the feeling plummet too as you read ..spiraling down to the end of the poem, such a great effect!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Many thank yous Sereena.

[AaronFreitas]

"Through the darkened
window of my soul
I watch as minutes
and hours and days
and years replay
in slow motion."

I loved your words man and I can definitely relate to them. So much wasted time in this life and we don't see it so much until we sit and reflect on it. Awesome write!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Aaron

[willweb]

Once broken, a heart becomes fragile and easily broken again and again. And then the question arises...who is to blame? Makes me wonder sometimes if it isn't me. Not saying it's you, just thinking out loud. Very cool John, even if it is sad.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Will for your considered views.

[Matching Socks]

Broken hearts can leave us wondering what the hell happened and how do get those last 7 years back...
Or at least that's my interpretation. Reflecting on relationships that ended prematurely?

[John Alexander McFadyen]

True Ana but for me it is seversl women who did the deed lol. Many thanks.

[Matching Socks]

That sounds like some bad luck. My condolences. :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you.....

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i wonder if there is justice in existence...i do believe it is more broken promises...and yet, we try to live the best existence possible despite that...despite the brutal slaughter of love.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed Jacob, indeed. Thank you!

[The Black Warrior]

Wow John, this is deep!

Through the darkened

window of my soul

I watch as minutes

and hours and days

and years replay

in slow motion.

Just deep!!!!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Suk that is what I felt when I wrote it.