Bestowed

A bit of fun with a mushroom (sorry a fungi!).

I wandered through my thoughts,

filled with dark intentions,

seeking ready answers

to all my mind's inventions.

 

Active feelings plagued me,

filling every waking notion,

coloured by the love of those

who seem to lack devotion.

 

So I sought to ask wise counsel

from a shrewd and honest man,

I begged him dearest pil-gram

do help me if you can.

 

And so just for a moment

he stopped and contemplated,

considering all the options

as I stood and waited.

 

He stared at me for moments

then looked me in the eye,

he took the deepest breath

and let out one huge sigh.

 

Then straight from his black lungs

he said without delay,

"You my friend are the Master

of deluded love and of decay".

 

I felt the blow that struck me,

the knife that sliced my heart,

for I have always hoped to be

a master of this art.

 

I reflected on his callous words

and all the things he said,

and now I fully realise,

he is truly off his head!

 

23/08/19

Author's Note

Reviews

[andrew mitchell]

Great writing John, well penned.picture perfect!

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha you are unrelenting aren't you John ... and when John Wayne calls someone a "pil-gram" he means to say a novice ... perhaps seeking counsel from the old man in the mountain would lend satisfaction .. if the pil-gram is reading ..please do not take offense .. and john... don't be too downcast .. black lung disease spews as everyone knows ... all in good fun tho ... :)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
E.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ha you are sailing close to the wind big 'E' and I am sailing the Adriatic off Croatia. Back soon. Cheers!

[Einstein Noodle]

i am too jealous for words................................................................................. have a blessed adventure .. be safe :)

[Kaede16]

mmmm is that such a bad thing tho? In my experience the deepest forms of art come from dark places such as deluded love and decay. So far I believe you are doing an excellent job on the poetry front, but keep in mind that -well, at least in my opinion- no one can truly be the master of art, especially poetry ;)

[Kaede16]

absolutely love that song by the way. felt identified with it at some point.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The 'Master of Art' is an example of poetic irony and a degree of poetic licence. Many thanks for your words.

[wordman]

damn,i can`t imagine,,i guess we need to figure it out on our own

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed tis true Ron. Many thank yous.

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

This is a beautiful narrative poem!
Everyone's mind is full of one thought or the other.
Thoughts we can't figure out and even few we barely can.
But the fact is that we are the reflection of our inner mind.

I think this is what I sense in this piece.
Well written and well enjoyed.
well penned, John.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Kay this is about a fellow poet who really said it to me lol!