In The Face of Doubt

A challenge from a dear, dear friend.

In The Face of Doubt

Despite, because

I knew your past

and held the secret

of your breast.

I fell away to hell

so deep that

I drowned beneath

all the dark sorrows

that the earth had buried

from the eyes of man.

The tarry treacle

squeezed from hearts,

pricked by the thorny rose

of love,

filled my nostrils

to suffocation

and caused my sorry soul

to abandon me.

 

07/08/17

Reviews

[ROXANE DORSEY]

Amazing write. Thanks for sharing.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you so very much Roxane.

[Coyote Poetry]

I felt the journey of understanding in the words. Some journies are painful and needed. You left the reader with something to think about. Thank you John for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Coyote for reading.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome John.

[wordman]

sometimes secrets of the heart will tangle you in a web

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed tis true Ron, many thanks.

[DIVYA]

The tarry treacle
squeezed from hearts,
pricked by the thorny rose
of love,

That keeps building up with each new hurt. Love it so...

[John Alexander McFadyen]

indeed it is Divya. Many thanks from Moffat in Scotland!

[DIVYA]

You are welcome John. Have an amazing time.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Now in Invarary and off to Mull tomorrow. Internet very difficult in Mull.

[DIVYA]

You will be missed.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you dear Divya. Will try to visit the cafe if I can

[andrew mitchell]

doubt causes all thoughts of insecurities in a riveting write from the master of prudent thoughts.