John Alexander McFadyen : Writing

Original Sin

Original Sin

A Poem by John Alexander McFadyen


Original Sin There is nothing f*****g original about it! It’s simply a device such as a playwrite would choose to take you to his characters..
Savage Bargain

Savage Bargain

A Poem by John Alexander McFadyen


Savage Bargain Where minds can meet and appreciate the pain There is no science to explain the calm. No need to delve and sweat the truth Where mu..
Promethean I Am

Promethean I Am

A Poem by John Alexander McFadyen


Promethean I Am He chose the bones smeared in fat; No feast for such a mighty God And in response to such a trick, He cast them into starving dark..
Serious Thinking

Serious Thinking

A Poem by John Alexander McFadyen


Serious Thinking So! Archemedes said to Aristotle What's in that brown paper covered bottle? You know we heroes aren't supposed to drink, What on ..
Cunning Fate

Cunning Fate

A Poem by John Alexander McFadyen


Cunning Fate Arachnid like you lay in wait. Your lair, carefully cultivated, awaits your groom. Three times you have struck To devour still warm f..
God Particle

God Particle

A Poem by John Alexander McFadyen


God Particle Collide. Smash to destruction all that is created; to be born again. To rise with majesty, and triumph over God with your science...
Black Dogs

Black Dogs

A Poem by John Alexander McFadyen


Black Dogs Black dogs live within us. Satan’s beasts strain at the leash, Waiting for their chance to strike; To devour human nature, The h..
Part 1-Death by the park

Part 1-Death by the park

A Chapter by John Alexander McFadyen


She heard the clink of glass and muted slap of training shoe on tarmac as he jogged from door to milk float and back. The street beyond the bedroom wi..
A life most ordinary

A life most ordinary

A Chapter by John Alexander McFadyen


The notice on the door was “Boardroom”. The room, like the rest of the building was lacking in character and certainly not a place of insp..
Death in the woods

Death in the woods

A Chapter by John Alexander McFadyen


He had had a rough night. At six the previous evening he had gone to the squat of some lads he hardly knew. He met them in the arcade while he was kee..