. Poetry from The Great In-Between: Monologue of The Dream God

Saturday, May 13, 2023

Monologue of The Dream God


(A lone voice whispers)


Will

Tonight be the moment 

We hold hands





Will the Sabbath

Sunday monsoon


Call together

Our depressed bodies 


Like the eclipse of the eternal lovers

The Hot Sun and the Cool Moon


Will tomorrow

Drown our sorrows


As early-morning sparrows 


Sing and 

Dance to a crescendo of sonnets


That rings out

Like Town Cryer bells


Throughout the day

Until tomorrow 


For when true love wanes

 And desire causes you pain


Call to me

Speak my name and I will listen


Whisper those words we once glistened 

With our sacred oaths


For I know you've never forgotten


The ones hidden in those glittering glass shards of your shattered heart


Now that I'm gone

And in daylight

We are apart


For the air

Particles and atoms


Are my envoys

Above the noise


My voice lingers in the side winds 

Of the temporal frequencies


From here

In The Great In-Between


For when it seems you are all forsaken

Always remember you're safe in my embrace


Until you awaken


For I'm The Dream God

The Shadow Walker


Majesty of all the UnderLands


Stalking your dreams

Like..........


The Lord of Darkness


Just call to me


Morpheus

Morpheus


Deus Somnia

Visita me nocte (L)



(Morpheus 

Morpheus


God of Dreams

Visit me tonight)


And I'll appear

To hold your hand






(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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