Denied Desires

Sometimes love is out of reach!

Denied Desires

Sometimes,

quite often for some,

we cannot get

what we wish for.

Sometimes our dreams

are just too

far off

in lands beyond

our reach.

Stuck between two

rocks.

Wedged fast

so that try as we might,

we cannot

pull that sword out

from the stone,

no matter its

magical powers.

Despite the pain

and the hurt,

we still dream,

often releasing

our yearnings

like soot,

black balloons

to dissipate

in the sky

like storm clouds

after

a brutal hurricane.

 

18/10/17

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

i think the magical power lay in the arm and heart of the protagonist...not in the sword nor stone ;) ..kind of a dark closing ..soot balloons ... hurricanes ... what a blessing dreams of release fall upon a hurt, bloodied soul :( the real life takes more time doesn't it
E.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed so dear 'E'. But we poets like to create drama lol! Many thanks and I hope all is well.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The Funeral Song
This opera
is no picnic.
The characters
are all mortal enemies
of love.
They wage war
upon cherubs
and angels
and poets.
They drive their daggers
deep into
the singing hearts
of those who show
affection and
and passion,
and strangle
each and every chord
that speaks
of romance.
For them
the only music
they can hear
is a requiem.

01/02/18

[Einstein Noodle]

beautiful my friend ...funny ... just yesterday i rubbed the top of a skull i put on the top of the newel post, of the rail to my workshop ..its a habit ;) but it brought to mind the thought of the friendship Death is with me .. a constant companion so to speak ... not threatening ... he reminds me how precious our breaths are ;) but i love "The Funeral Song" ...loss of loved ones stings to the bone :( its got a classical feel to it in reading .. nice one!

[Coyote Poetry]

Hard, bold and true words written my friend. What we want make us know separation and be alone if we can't have. I liked how you used the language. A brutal storm. You are right John. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you so much for reading and the comment Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.

[wordman]

sometimes our hearts cry out but they don`t hear your crys

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Exactly that Ron. Many thanks.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"like soot/ black balloons/ to dissipate/ into the sky"

love that......

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you so much Jacob. Coming from the master of words I am humbled.

[andrew mitchell]

Love is never played out the way we like it, I suppose compromise plays apart or acceptance of what is, and or live miserably with the stakes being too high to achieve that happiness.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed Andrew, thanks