. Poetry from The Great In-Between: The Crimson Priestess

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

The Crimson Priestess


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Salute.


Within my dark dreams she always appears and
She sends me deep spiritual treasures
To read and absorb

By Scrying Mirrors
In the silvery moonlights many reflective walls

Which are in plain view
But just hidden from all the untaught 

My crimson priestess
From the Red Church

With a multitude of dark
Confessional rooms

Hidden from mortal eyes
Above and below

Only known to them
Who are truly
In the know

Come listen and hear my calls
And join me upon my quest quest

She always whispers when I dream

There's a red room in here

With silk sheets adorned
With diamonds and gold
Where you can be my guest forever

Until you are old

I'll send you ancient spells to drive your success

Compassion and kindness
To leave for others
To follow in your footsteps

I await in the deep ravines
Currently unexplored by you

Look deep within yourself tonight

With the thinning of the veil
Between your world and mine

After the stroke of midnight

I'll appear before your eyes
And claim your mind

I'll take you back
Through the dark corridors of the hidden cities and towns

To the Red Church
Of Such Spiritual Salvation

And there I will trace my soft fingertips

Along your new road maps
To a new recovery
And tempestuous realms
Of such redemption

That you will plead to stay and never return

But it's here in this Red Room
Tonight

Your ticket you'll earn

Copyright John Duffy 2019

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