The Dream of the Resistance Fighter

 

Press play and let the music wash over you as you read.

Salute.

Like an old wounded soul

Returning from waging

A spiritual war

In my own version of Armageddon

In my mythical Middle East

When I eventually conquered

My own inner red

Crimson beast

I saw you again

My Queen

In a deep dream 

Like a surreal beautiful

Nightingale

Slowly looking my way

With such exquisite dark eyes

Such pivotal things

I'll remember

Until on this final long journey

Home

That preordained mournful day

When I'll finally

Whisper and softly say

Goodbye Mother Earth

And willingly collapse and

Eventually, die

For we were once completely

Heartbroken strangers

On life's so complicated roads

Just stuck on its sad

Ever-moving fast trains

Seemingly perpetually

Just

Riding about in random revisited

Circles

In life's never-ending falling rain

But within that one glance

That one look

In Paris

I knew then I was forever hooked

We surreptitiously found

A new hidden password to a

Secretive realm

Where we exchanged emotions

Mysteriously

And carefully by encrypted mail

Even though we were married to war

For in that new circle of trust

We no longer felt lonely

Or tainted

To walk through life

Feeling painted by the soldiers 

To be caught and condemned

It must have been fate or

Divine synchronicity

For when I saw you

Waiting down 

Metropolitan Street

I finally remembered

A long-lost memory

That floated up

Like a bubble of CO2 

From the bottom of the sea

To that undulating cerebral cortex

I call my well-built Recollection Cathedral

Within my mind

It whispered we were once 

married together

Forever just happy

In another lifetime

But sometimes life doesn't

Play fair and I again

Have to blow you a soft tender

Kiss

Put some beautiful red roses

On your much-beloved grave

As I remember

All those fateful mistakes

We once unfortunately made

And as I return

From fighting my

Anxiety and stress

On my nightly

Crusade's

I know

You'll return

To love me wherever you are

No matter how far

Because this universe

In all its magnanimity

Has baptised us

To never be apart

This I heard

After gifts and prayers

I offered up nightly 

To Angels and Gods

I finally heard a voice that confessed

Oh why did we have to be members of The Resistance 

And only by their persistence 

To be caught and you shot

When someone offered us up for a bounty when we visited that place

Just for a Croissant and kiss

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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