Raped

Raped

A Poem by John Alexander McFadyen
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Used and used again!

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Raped

The devil's w***e came to claim my soul.

With an angel's charm she mesmerised me

and stole my seed

to fill her rabid and insatiable hunger.

She separated me from hope

as she sucked the very goodness from my heart

and left me but a wretched, withered man.

And there I suffered, nailed to a cross of glass

where my trust became a mere figment

of infantile imagination;

the meandering, regressed thoughts

of a child who once held dreams.

A once vicarious vision now explained

by psychotic, Catholic hope,

now long abandoned and cast

into the agnostic abyss.

And in Lazerian design

I was resurrected,

reborn only to be reclaimed

as treasure trove,

flotsam bounty upon a sea

once full of unbridled passion.

Re-launched into a hurricane of hate,

where only the black widow,

femme fatale, can survive,

I sank again beneath the waves of doom,

where starved of love's oxygen,

I died.

 

28/03/15

© 2015 John Alexander McFadyen


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amazing descriptions and terrific choice of words! love this one John.

Posted 10 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much Woody. This is a very personal write.
Woody

10 Years Ago

my pleasure.
like walking through a garden of metaphoric images
the theme was great

Posted 10 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

10 Years Ago

Thank you Wordman.
 wordman

10 Years Ago

my pleasure john
I`m pleased to read work from John again. This impresses with hard imagery, the classic concept of rape turned round, the use of finely considered religious imagery like reborn, resurrected, I enjoyed looking at this.

Posted 10 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

10 Years Ago

I am so humbled that are real artisan of poetry might enjoy reading my illiterate attempts. Thank yo.. read more
those catholic parables make for good metaphors in poetry...we all get nailed to our crosses at one time or another...we all resurrect our lives in a fashion, but often the passion doesn't survive with them----and the dreams are gone for good.

Posted 10 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

10 Years Ago

I know you share my path Jacob, Thank you for such a considered review.
Powerful poetry John and exquisite penmanship.
"And there I suffered, nailed to a cross of glass" - what an image !
The femme fatale - trophy hunter and all round black widow. Superb

Posted 10 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

10 Years Ago

Cheers Anto you are a gent!

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John Alexander McFadyen
John Alexander McFadyen

Brixworth, England, United Kingdom



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Well, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more..