Aye There's The Rub

Death a place to hide.

Aye there's The Rub

Cold cuts, rinsed warm with red blood

as jagged glass slashes pale, pink flesh.

Desperate thoughts of escape,

a place to hide,

to get away from all the pain.

A warm closet full of yesterdays clothes

where maternal aromas provided certainty.

A dark sleep where no one can cause hurt,

a place where all the uncertainty ends,

where life is simply soft and still and silent.

 

28/08/17

Reviews

[Tracey~]

The maternal aromas reminded me of the loss of my Mother and going through the closet. The loss causing you to fall into the darkness. Cold cuts...xo

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Yes smells are often things we recall. Many thanks Tracey.

[pia]

aah i went away from this site for a few days and came back to this classic
knew its too good to miss talented works of yours john
loved the dept and emotions in this one!!
'a place where all the uncertainty ends,
where life is simply soft and still and silent'
something i live for !!! gonna remember this quote for sure

[John Alexander McFadyen]

You are very kind Pia. Glad you have returned. Many thanks.

[duff]

You hit this one hard my friend. It slaps you in the face and demands attention and focus. Bold words in your bold style.

"A warm closet full of yesterdays clothes
where maternal aromas provided certainty."

That line is sick. Amazing work John. One of my favorites for sure.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you very much duff for a lovely review. Where's ya bin? Many thanks

[duff]

You got it! You are very welcome. Just staying busy. I've been stifled when it comes to writing as of late. Quite frustrating actually, lol.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

It will come duff, for sure. But only when it's time.

[duff]

I appreciate that John. This stretch has been brutal.

[DIVYA]

Such deep vivid images play on the mind reading this poem that speaks of man's universal fate. A life of pain ending in a dark, eternal sleep. Who had it any better?

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I guess not all endure persistent pain. We dip in and out and in between stay happy and optimistic don't we? Many thank yous Divya.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"to sleep, perchance to dream" forever....infinite peace? Is it likely? or possible----

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I guess tro some inspiration is enough Jacob. Many thanks.