A Poem by John Alexander McFadyen

We all make mistakes.



I got burnt once,

well more than once.

My mother always warned

me against touching kettles

but I never assimilated this

lesson into my life's vocabulary.

Always one to stray

over the lines,

especially when it comes

to affairs of the heart.

Aye there is the rub,

the heart and its errant,

innate desires.

Always willing

to take the chance

even when other's

screamed not to get involved.

But I always see beauty

and forgive fault,

and thus my hands are scarred

from too often

handling hot potatoes.



© 2017 John Alexander McFadyen

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I like the title of your poem. Your story depicts its meaning spot on!

Posted 10 Months Ago

John Alexander McFadyen

10 Months Ago

Many thank yous Nancy for saying so.

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Added on September 18, 2017
Last Updated on September 18, 2017


John Alexander McFadyen
John Alexander McFadyen

Brixworth, England, United Kingdom

Well, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more..