Speak to Me!

Speak to Me!

There is no poetry in your silence;

no salvation.

Empty phrases

fill my tortured thoughts,

brutal vacant spaces

where my heart had strayed

and left a treacle trail.

So I live in this fragile,

vacuous bubble,

a place between life and death,

where the carrot of love

once dangled before my ravenous mouth,

and my salivation was guaranteed.

 

24/03/13

Reviews

[James E. Peterson]

Short and sweet, just how i like em! Trinidad needs better poets like you John.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Many thanks KK

[KAOlmsted]

I love all of your references to traecle, by the way. The Brit and I found some treacle pudding in the foreign foods section of Publix the other day (it's a grocery store, I assume you gathered) ;-) and I immediately thought of you...

This is a very moving piece, John...that first line made me blink...awesome.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

what a clever combination of food, texture, and passion in ths poem

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Sheema

[Louise]

My thoughts exactly!

[Claire Twinn]

I love you many images you use to conjure up a painful silence; carrots, treacle trails and bubbles

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Claire hope you are well.

[AYVID N]

The potent killing power of silence! I understand it totally today on this page. How insecure we become when a loved one falls silent. Better to be struck by a thousand daggers!

No words needed John! You brought out that fear superbly here! Thanks for sharing!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Divya, Unfortunately many people will have experienced this silence.

[AYVID N]

I know John! It's sad...
You are welcome. It was a great read.

[Leslie Philibert]

Like this too, especially the Pavlovian last image, the kind of original thought that only talented poets manage, very good write

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Many thank Leslie. I always appreciate your reviews.

[ms. barrie]

The imagery that your choice of words you depicted in this write is a wonderful marriage, with the beauty of the fluidity that you always seem to weave is exquisitely eloquent. gorgeous poem, Mr. McFayden! Then again, I am not surprised. Thanks for sharing :)

[Emerald Seas]

Silence is so damaging sometimes. Loved the treacle trail reference - very descriptive.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you QSS.

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

a place between life and death,

where the carrot of love

once dangled before my ravenous mouth,

and my salivation was guaranteed.


Love the above strong and powerful words. This piece is awesome!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Many thanks Marc!

[s y e]

Ahaha, "the carrot of love" I like it!

This was good, nade me laugh at some parts but I liked it.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Hey Frieda already ribbed me on that one so don't you start madam!
Thanks NH!

[s y e]

Oh so sorry Master McFadyen. :-P

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Master of all i survey! I wish!
Actually I am a mere Mister, my son on the otherhand ,who is on the site, is Master lol

[s y e]

Haha, I was trying to sound like something out of star wars xP

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Feel the Force!

[s y e]

Hahahaha =D