Temptation

 

Is Temptation like throwing a white baseball 

Against a wall and slowly

After ten throws

You seek something more guilty and fun

And unfortunately

The Devil eventually catches it

Until it becomes 

One on one

(C) 

Copyright John Duffy

Velumbound

 

A literal ghost story, where chains represent guilt and captivity. 

Here, the silver chains represent the specific "links" of past memories. 

Every time the ghost moves, the speaker is violently reminded of what they lost.

Title. 

Velumbound. 

(A lone voice whispers)

 

In the low hours

I still feel you

Still feel that soft touch of glamour as your ghost appears

Like a lost Jacob Marley

Cursed to walk 

The Midnight Road

For centuries

Haunting my every waking moment

Shaking your long silver chains which rattle my memories

(C) 

Copyright John Duffy

Revelation

 

(A lone voice whispers) 

Is there but a sensation 

More spiritual than

Interpersonal Relationships

Anything

More divine 

Than to feel unified

With another

For as emotional dreams

Flow

Like paper boats

To the Eternal Ocean

As the stars twinkle and the sweet winds of Heaven 

Blow gently through

The Sleeping Willow

Nothing is made to be single

For all spirits need to mingle

Whether it be good

Or sinful 

For even the wild mountains and blue waves 

Kiss the sun

Everyday

If only for a brief moment 

Before she disappears

And goes away

Some may say

Is it worth the soul-changing work

To live in happiness

Which can turn

So quickly 

To sorrow

Tomorrow? 

Always

For all those loud or silent

Sad or happy components

Turns our higher self 

Away from the darkness

Towards Heaven

By the soft glow of memories

Of someone

Beloved

We once cherished

And at a certain point

We were proud to know

Beyond all the tragedies

That may still flourish and grow   

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

Interpersonal relationships refer to a strong association between individuals, who share common interests, and goals.

The Great Metatron

 

Blessed be 

Velumbound

Did no one tell you that true Magic exists

Just hidden somewhere deep

In most societies

Sought after by convicts

Of the mundane

Profane addicts, who cry out in the mists

Whenever they're asleep

In pain

Some crying out for redemption or anything 

Linked to temptation

But still, it subsists 

In so many obscure places

And upon so many altars

Does it reside

For when it comes out to tempt 

The eyes of the juggernaut

Known as The Great Metatron

To look

One of the most powerful archangels

And interdimensional scribes

To the Book of Life

It causes so many other emotions

To like atoms collide

In the deep-minds

Behind inquisitive eyes and faces

From all gender and races

As imagery

Emotions and engagement 

Runs wide

For the Philosophers Stone

The Great Secret

Is simply this

There's an old piece of magic in us

All

But sometimes

It only chooses to come out 

In those it made to speak

After a mighty fall

When they were weak

(C) 

Copyright John Duffy

Writing tip 101

For a dash of exquisite fun

Try to have such a mesmerising style of creativity

When stimulating, visual imagery.

Through your soliloquy

So all those within your prose's proximity:

Can enjoy its delicious delivery

(C) 

Copyright John Duffy

Separation

 

Soulmates

 

Whispers

 

Are you ready

 

Visions