What We Seek

What We Seek

We pen romance in pages of delight,

our pathetic pathos feels so just

to bathe our tortured, convicted hearts

and leave the spirit of pure hope

as we depart to our place of destiny.

We paint a picture of belief

a thing of natural beauty,

of colours inked upon

parchment skin

that sing a melody

of peace and trust and

ease our passage to the skies.

There we seek angels

in siren’s garb

to seep our manhood deep

in the nectar of Venus true

and leave us to savour

the blood of our enemies.

 

19/03/13

Reviews

[Keith LaFountaine]

Great job John! Your pros speak brilliance and they flow eloquently. You definitely have a strong command of the English language and you know how to use it to your advantage. I love stories/poems that not only use their story to suck me in, but also the beauty of their words which is exactly what you have done. Excellent work my friend!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Keith for such a fantastic accolade.

[Nicky Sarti]

Another good read John.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks Nicky

[Nicky Sarti]

Anyone always meant x

[KeelyJane]

Gosh. You did a fantastic job on this. I loved every word.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Keely in am glad you enjoyed it.

[quinfinn]

you are indeed a master at manipulating the written word. this is wonderfully penned , dear friend.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Quin.

[quinfinn]

always welcome

[Lily Mae]

No truer words could be said.. I love this John. It speaks volumes...xo :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Lily, just thoughts about the Cafe! lol

[Lily Mae]

I know.. but I zip my lip and will let you say the words :) it works for me lol

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ha my head in the noose then! lol

[Lily Mae]

But your handsome so the noose works for you..lol ;) lol

[AYVID N]

Poets do paint larger than life pictures of their grief but while doing so, they impart so much beauty and leave behind such a shining legacy of fine, exquisite literature. Grief turns to Art.

"There we seek angels
in siren’s garb

to seep our manhood deep
in the nectar of Venus true
and leave us to savour
the blood of our enemies"

- These beautiful lines just go on to show a poet's magical world full of the most awesome dreams! ....After all, sometimes it's all that we really have...

Thanks John, for this superb poetry!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Divya. I do think there are those who offer and feed off of platitudes. And some who back bite and have a nasty streak. Thankfully the majority are here to share and offer constructive kindness.

[Junert]

There's more to you than writing erotica. Lot more and you add bits to every new work.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Junert. I have never majored on erotica and Witches Seed was an experiment. I have written humorous, historical, passionate and mystical pieces.

[Junert]

You can write whatever genre you want to write and still excel at it. You and Dr. Wood are my mentors here.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

That is a very wonderful thing to say.

[Junert]

I do mean it. You two are just great.

[Holly Mason]

very nice-we paint a picture of belief-I just love that
thank you for sharing

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Holly

[A. H. Pinley]

This is something I would expect at the beginning of a movie, a movie that has swords, horses, boats, young war hardened heroes that would never claim the title, because it's not about them, but about the motherland. Very nice!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Many thanks