. Poetry from The Great In-Between: The Voice Of McLean. The Ghost.

Sunday, October 30, 2022

The Voice Of McLean. The Ghost.

 


(A lone voice whispers) 



In the middle of it all


Before I took the greatest of falls when I heard God tragically call


I know I stood tall and held your soft hand for a brief while


As we listened entwined 

As Prince sang in background

In Montreal


And for billions of seconds and even millions of minutes


The Sun seemed to shine brighter everyday


In every conceivable way


The sky with you around


Always seemed bluer than blue and that's why 


I'll never forget you


For you were my destiny

My truer than true


A diamond amongst the dirt

Who tried to consoled me


When everything seemed 

To just hurt


A soft voice to soothe the pain of living


For you were so beautiful inside and out


And so giving


But like all things linked to true love

Once found and cherished


Death is so unforgiving and tragic

so I died and a deep part of me


Linked by pheromones and spiritual magic


On that fateful day started to always cry


A lone voice 

Wailing


I can still sometimes hear in the silence

Especially in the low hours


For when the violence and commotion in your world sleeps


I can hear that connected piece of my soul 


As it quietly weeps


There will never be another like you

A treasure in the dark


An ark of love and surprises who gave me such exquisite pleasure


So keep smiling wherever you are


For I know you will draw the crowds 


For such is the brilliance of your divine charisma and light


Goodnight my only love


Your man in the window

Always watching 

As his life wallows in limbo


In here

The Great In-Between


Where we the dead 


Live on

Just parading unseen


(C)

Copyright John Duffy


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