On The Edge Of Singularity

Life can be cruel!

It is not often we find

heaven on earth,

but frequently,

when we do,

it is held from us

by iron chains.

Thick limestone walls

of mistrust

thrown up by the architects

of pain.

There is a gaping chasm

between us,

a valley so deep

I can only stare

into that void.

And all the bridges

that have ever been built

to span the space

keeping us apart,

have been relentlessly

bombed to destruction

by the enemy.

And you,

you own that foe,

for that foe

is the fear

that guides

your wings.

 

11/04/19

Author's Note

Reviews

[Chris]

Your opening lines set the tone for my own memories ...and they took over your narrative without missing a single beat.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you so much Chris.

[Pure Evil]

You are definitely a very talented writer. I love the way you use your words. That was my attempt on Hearts That Never Mend...but THIS is the true example of what i'd like to be able to do. Excellent job

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I simply enjoy trying PE. I read a lot of work on WC and it helps and inspires. I have also collaborated with a few folk. gram and I did one together recently. Many thanks.

[Pure Evil]

It is a pleasure to read your work...it gives me the inspiration to out do you lmao...as if I ever could

[wordman]

mistrust is the main factor

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Aye Ron indeed it is. How is the move going?

[wordman]

slow but sure,got a lot of dr appts in between moving
will probably be off line monday for a while,be back soon,turned read req off,had 67 when i got out of the hospital

[kentuck14]

John,
You are so right . . . fear is the enemy of love, understanding, compassion. Like your imagery here. very concrete. There are many out there in their own blackness who find great satisfaction (or what they think is satisfaction) in destroying whatever meaningful relationships, agreements, treaties, partnerships
people can manage to put together. Their fear drives them to do evil things. I pity them and my prayers go out for them. An interesting write my friend. By the way . . . like the title . . . it's very . . . ?
Tom

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Tom. Unfortunately written from a true case.

[kentuck14]

Sorry to hear that John . . . can certainly relate.
T

[Chris Shaw]

Heaven on earth? Must be a mirage. I've bombed a few bridges in my time. That's what you do when you can't trust. Trust takes an age to build and two minutes to smash. A poem with depth and darkness.

Chris

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Aye indeed my Lady, dark! But we have to dream because it is the only thing we have! Many thanks Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Good evening John.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Evening dear Lady. Just trying to kick gram into another collab!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

PS hope you are still imbibing Brixham.

[Chris Shaw]

Indeed. Alabama slammers and Purple rain make it extra special :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

And they are? Risky?

[Chris Shaw]

Cocktails, in moderation of course.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I guessed that my Lady! What is in em?

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Moderation is not all its cracked up to be lol

[gram linski]

Dark and deep, like space it's self, only emptiness is a out there, a bleak vision viewed from the furthest horizon, great poem, John,

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Well if it isn't the incredible vanishing gram lol!
Many thank yous Sir. Indeed dark and deep.

[gram linski]

Haha, the zone of Avoidance, dude,

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Sounds like the title of a poem to me daddy dude!

[gram linski]

That sounds like some kind of Freudian thing, should check out Jung, less sexually overt, lol.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we often fear what we don't understand. and sometimes fear who we don't understand or want to.
miscommunication is the key to misstep in relating to others.
trust and friendship are becoming extinct...we are our own worst enemy in this respect.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I so agree with you Jacob. I think we are saturated with relattionship stimuli to the extent we can no longer process information. It was simple when we lived in our 'caves' (before the internet' and only communicated/mixed with a set number of people. Many thanks Jacob.

[kentuck14]

You're probably right John . . . yet where would we be without WC??!!