. Poetry from The Great In-Between: Queen Esther

Tuesday, July 12, 2022

Queen Esther

  


Press play before reading. Salute.


(A lone voice whispers)


She came looking for me 

In the deep and dark 


One fateful unforgettable night 



From the very realms of the Lost Gods

Beyond the Lands of the Dead



Dressed from head to toe in white

Like a sultry princess related to King David through Shushandukht 


The once-beloved mother figure

So I'm told of Bahran 

 

And like a conjurer of unspoken words at around 2 am


She appeared suddenly after I had stopped praying


On the final stroke of my softly whispered 


Amen



She looked me deep in my green eyes and quietly said



She was drawn to my aura as she and her tribe in The Great In-Between 

The Sucaro


Had heard my souls cries

For help and support



So she was sent as a royal but loyal representative of the Astral Court


To collate information and send a detailed report



That was around 6 weeks ago



Oh 

How time flies when you're in love 


You should see her

She so damn beautiful


She looks just like my old friend

Marilyn Monroe



Why am I talking to you



Well

Esther



Has gone back home to give her detailed report


To the Cold Zone

Where the ice don't even flow



A place the living can never know

Unless this life they leave and go


To be part of their Great Show



I'm just standing here by the river Van Gogh 


Just another strange John Doe 



Given the once-in-a-lifetime chance to say


Hello 



Before the love of his life returns

And we retire forever to my Ethereal Chateau 


Known to the watching spies in the North 


As The Crimson Bordeaux


But before I go

Hear this



All will turn out well between the mighty West and the Red Bear



Some know as Moscow 



Esther

Sent me a brochure telling me so


But to stock up


The world's in for a crazy ride in the middle of 2022



And on that line

It's my time to leave


For I can see my stunning queen from the Great In-Between


Esther whose sacred name is Kayo

 

On her white horse

Shapiro returning 


So stay safe and look after yourself and keep those fires of hope and love burning


Until the next time


For it's my time to go

So on that final note 


Namaste but for now 

In these precious seconds we have left connected

Adieu



(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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