. Poetry from The Great In-Between: The Repentant Soul Whispers

Tuesday, April 25, 2023

The Repentant Soul Whispers


I now live alone

Looking out of this 


The tear-stained window to my dearly beloved dreams


That most men will rarely see


For blessed are my ilk


To have once loved like a true breaker


Of all known rules


And drank precious milk from its sweet red river 


Called after some forgotten gods


Wandering musical fool

Called Zeuhl


For I now know my sins

 

Wild Women

Pontoon and Jack Daniels


Made me carry the devil's tools


But now blessed am I

One of the many 


Who raise their hands in defiant rage


Praying to be set free

 Someday


To turn a new page


To dance wildly in freedoms

Soul refreshing rain


To ride the Midnight Love Train


Once again

To Pleasure Paradise


To just get lost in that forbidden crystalline city


In someone's eyes


It's what I look for now

In The Great In-Between


When I open and look out of


This


The tear-stained window 

To my dreams


(C)

Copyright John Duffy


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