The call to true love

 

Will you kneel

And call to me 

To tell me

How you feel 

In this winters snow

As the cold North winds 

Blow

With an invocation

To build an unbroken seal

With a sultry prayer of hello

Will you still whisper

My sacred name

Wherever go

When all that remains

Is my old memories

That got wet

In the falling rhythms of rain

Like a pot of gold

At the end of the beautiful rainbow

I may be watching you

Moving below

From the high towers in Heaven

Following your shadow

Mixing with sinners as it goes

Walking through forests

And strange sideshows

Filled with tall pines of depression with such courage

Now I'm gone

To the Great Place Beyond

The falling

Weeping Willows

Up to here

Where the Eternal Light

Forever glows

I still dream

Of all the tranquil things 

We used to do

Dream of holding you

Somewhere beyond these bluest of oceans 

And in dreams

If you call to me

I'll come

To help us both

For we deserve

Salvation

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

Hey You!

 At the end when you look back, in that transitional moment, will you be happy how you lived? 

Hit the link below to hear my words narrated by the wonderful, Clinton R. Johnson, from Canada. 

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Salute. 

The Ballad of Introspection

Do you believe in GHOSTS?

(A lone voice whispers)

The spirits of long-lost souls 

Do follow you

Ancestors

Friends 

Enemies or nightly embraces

People from all

Ages and races

Helping you

To conquer or spoil

All you can do

Then reunited

Once more

In sadness

Or happiness 

When you too

Pull 

Through

To then line up

In the endless

Crowd

To watch

And encourage 

Or haunt

Someone new

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

We need to talk

I see you

Reading

Listening

To stories

My stories

Weaved in rhyme

Now captured in font

Forever in time

Voices and

Emotions

Invading and dancing 

Like a young Fred Astaire 

and Ginger Rogers

Within your mind

Their power to tempt

You to return

Growing in strength

Each day

You call my way

I know 

For I sometimes feel you

Holding your breath

As you read

How do I know

This

I know 

Because we share

The same need for 

Spiritual bliss

The need of

Catharsis

Of the soul

The ultimate sweet

Kiss

I know you've suffered 

Tragedy 

Me too

Drank 

Pain daily

Like cold water

Walked in seemingly

Endless rain

Me too

And it's why you return

Like Cleopatra returned

To Anthony 

For some of my understanding 

And sunlight 

To pierce your dark skies

For we are now 

Part of an extended family

Sunlight and understanding

To help return your smile

To tempt you

To stay awhile

For with time

From the ashes 

Of whatever blasphemy 

You've endured

Like the mythical

Blue Phoenix 

You will rise again

In your own form

Of self baptistry

For all of God's flowers

Need to bloom

Even you

Sat or laid

In that very room

So when things feel

Like they're breaking

And your world starts 

Shaking

Don't feel scared

But instead 

 Be prepared

Transformational energies 

Are flowing

Like the Nile

To you

I can see 

You've been absorbing 

These lines

Walked in my psychic shoes

For a mile or two

So I've felt you overcome 

Some fear

Try to burn all thoughts of 

Blame or shame 

In the Blue Phoenix 

Rejuvenating flames

As you slowly read and

Transition from pain

Just know this 

With catharsis

You'll return the purity

The light and strength

You were born with

Always embrace 

That thought

Angels and Devils in

disguise

See you too

With ever-opened eyes

Just try to see 

Which is Witch

Between all the truth and lies

And you'll be fine

We all have a backstory

Some sad

Some filled with glory

I don't know where you're from

But I can offer you 

Something

Out of the Heavens

A gentle stroll around 

My own Poetic Garden of Eden

For I'm just a narrator

A saviour visiting 

Day or night 

Materializing

In words

Like a friendly

Apparition 

To help you grow

And know

My offer of Escapism

Is just a touch away

So take my hand

Whenever you need me

And I'll come

From the

Great Schism

Summoned by your

Souls drums

So you can hear

My voice speaking 

In your mind

In rhythm 

As I help you

Heal

For God so gifted me

The power

To feel

And so I now share it

With you

For free

To have fun

Now go to another

Free Gift

And read on

To escape whatever 

Your self-imposed prison

And believe in

The Power of Cataphatism

Salute

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

Definitions of cataphatism:

noun:   

the religious belief that God has given enough clues to be known to humans positively and affirmatively 

(e.g., God created Adam `in his own image')

The Old Souls Monologue

I crossed over

In March 

On the fifth

In the year of our Lord

1902

All these years 

I've sat 

Patiently waiting for you

I've watched 

Our old world

Burn

Through the blackest of nights 

Witnessed hearts bleed

With incomprehensible need

Seen corruption and 

 illusions unfold 

As the seduced welcomed evil

Into their strongholds

Watched shining stars fall

Thinking of my fate 

As I wait

Thinking

 

When will she call me 

And walk through that gate

That I look to

Down that dark road

Every second 

Whenever I think

Of you

I've looked in

Old memories that beckoned

Explored all the who knows

Linked to sin

Chased paper boats

With endless time 

Just hoping

She's coping

In Heaven

And not broken 

In the Deep Divine

But still

Perched 

Upon this rock 

I

Wait

Even though the Mendli

Think I'm crazy

  

But my old Love 

Still cuts me open

 

Making me cling

 To an old life

Dreams of a new beginning

So angels

Forgive me

But hear me

Quick

Take my hand

And lead me home 

To her

Give me the Star Fire

If this can't happen

Or you can't do it

For I fear

I can no longer

Wait 

For the opening of that gate

So let me cross the burning sand barriers

Step straight through the eternal fire

 For is waiting for true love

The price worth this pain

As one 

Moves on

And one remains

Show me a happy couple

And I'll show you the fire that ignites 

 And it's that light

That I pray

Keeps carrying me

On horseback 

Throughout

All these 

Endless nights

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

The Voice of The Spirit Guide

 Have you ever looked in that secret doorway

Within your mind

That doorway 

To old memories 

Of life and death 

Painted in indigo blue

With light and dark

Walked within it's rooms

To witness reality 

And embrace a tragic thought

Life comes in the wind

Like a beautiful pure white feather

That gets weathered by life

Until it's smothered

 

By greedy

Dark lords

In wigs

Until gravediggers

Are paid 

To dig

Some ask

Does Heaven watch  

As lives are turned to grey ash 

As people cry

As they are lashed

Does he

Who sits on

Golden throne

Not care

But sit

Crafting

Warm at home 

As lives burn

Like Nero's

City of

Rome 

But have faith

And now know this

For as red roses

In concrete grows

The seeds of hope will be sown

And when the seasons seem

Black 

For whatever reason

High in the sky

The Lord will

Applaud and clap

And send

Angels 

North

To defend

You

When you

Feel under attack

Or trapped

In a Principalities dark

Traps

Or whatever

You're going through

So know

This secret

And be spiritually 

Grown

Have faith

Within these words

As they are known 

Whatever you feel

Or suffer

Right now

Can be outgrown

So rejoice

In the winds of time

Leave the soft sands 

In that room

Close

That old doorway 

To life and death 

Painted in indigo blue

With light and dark

For together 

We stand  

Hand in hand 

To face

And conquer

Whatever

Is deemed your story

For with prayer 

And Gods glory

  

We give love to those

 We've lost 

But still we rise

Tomorrow 

To see the light

Of day

Whatever the cost

For those 

Brave enough to enter

Their room

Of deep thoughts

Can never be bought

 Only spiritually supported

 And endorsed 

By the endless

Bounties

Of the Lord

Now say after me

And don't pretend

Just whisper

My Lord

 

Hear my call

In times of pain 

Sustain me 

So your grace

Can remain

Give me courage 

Guided by your Angels

Who know my name 

Amen

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

The Call from the Land of the Black Crows

  

Remembering every single incredible memory  

Of my old lover's name before the sun rises

Around the clock

I think is driving me slowly insane as the night sky 

Seems to smile as it closes in

Each delicate syllable sung and dulcet tone

Rings and sends out such a resounding cacophony and vibration

Of such a Trinity of Love

Like a holy golden summoning bell 

Been slowly rung

Emanating a frequency filled with Happiness  

Togetherness  

And Divinity

As it spins around in that sacred kaleidoscope

Within my mind  

Memories of smiles and kindness  

Laying together 

Talking for hours  

Lost in a mysterious stillness

About life  

The universe and all things in between

Before all the cruel and unkind things in life 

Came crashing in

Like Zeus's thunder and put out our beloved flame

Which we foolishly thought would be lit forever  

So now I'm on this broken path 

That I'm doomed to walk

Trying to forget her

Since her soul left us

Old Henry and me

The best old hound dog to sit with 

Writing poetry

So Ma and Pa

I'm taking Old Henry and leaving this letter

Driving South

Heading as I'm pulled blindly 

To a lonely secret location 

After my own version of The Titanomachy

Towards a place deep I've seen in visions

A spot inside the darkest of unvisited woods

A place known 

As in dreamland

I've been told is called

The Land of the Black Crows 

In the deepest of Shadows

Where Old Gods of pagan mythology 

And weary Elementals gather to watch  

Unknown actors 

Dressed in sharkskin  

Perform a twisted version 

Of Dantes's Divine Comedy

Accompanied by a lone violin

A path known only to other poor kindred souls  

When they're unconsciously invited 

By a strange magnetic pull

To The Land of the Black Crows 

In the deepest of Shadows

To watch strange sideshows 

To help dissolve their pain

After being spiritually wounded 

By one of Eros's many bows  

Until nothing remains

Before they too pull on the 

Eternal Sharkskin suit

And take root

Centre stage as all the other broken 

Stand on their seats and welcome People like old Henry and me

Into their secret house of ill-repute

A place where when painful emotions

Suddenly appear

They are shared and passed around

To be consumed like a strange-tasting forbidden fruit

By new friends 

Who then use its energies 

To welcome new followers 

Who are brave enough 

Like us two

To take up the call 

And commute

Love to you

Both

Xxx

Your forever son

Luke

Xxx

(C) Copyright John Duffy

Giuseppe's Letter to Sophia

Would you meet me at midnight 

-

Amore Mio 

-

In the Green Forests 

Of The Great In-Between

-

If l lit a fire

To guide you

-

After I invited you 

To meet me

-

To sit and just talk about 

-

All The Mysteries

Of Life

-

Over ice 

-

Like 

The Trinity of Happiness

Sadness and Madness

-

The three things 

Involved in all things 

-

Things that could then turn into something  

-

That could be so nice

-

And then to count the flashing stars 

-

Shimmering from afar

-

While 

Listening to real Country Music

-

Played on real guitars

-

For within this invitation

-

To Night with a Thousand Stars

Within sight

-

Our first topic of conversation would be 

-

As we looked at Heaven's Endless Door

-

With 

Wonder

-

Does true love even exist and live for anymore 

-

And is there a chance for us 

-

My Amore Mio 

-

To walk upon its heavenly shore

(C)

Copyright John Duffy 

Amore Mio: Italian for my love.

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Hey you

 

Will you walk with me?

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Narrated by the superb, Clinton R. Johnson. 

The Watchers

Taking my turn 

To look through the Scrying Glass

As my given 

Time candle burns

Whenever I see 

You

I miss you

Like the Sun

Misses the Moon

On a cloudy Sunday

Afternoon

Miss

Your sweet smile

As wide as a country mile

Miss

Your voice

And tender tones

To beguile

.

And as my time candle

Burns

Low

As Jerome

Nods

Waiting his go

In that brief

Nanosecond

We share a linked

Thought

That we all know

As much as the

Living miss 

The Dead

We too 

Miss those 

Tranquil moments

Left for all

Eternity

Unsaid

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

Relationship Flaws

 The Human Experience

Part 1

Relationship Flaws

Into the circle of fire

I stepped

Hoping 

To be baptised

With Love

And sex

Only to feel

Lonely

Used

And abused

As my

Lover

Moved on

To the next

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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The Reformed Soul

Last time

I saw you

Calling my way

Was the sixth

Of May

And oh lord

You had so 

Much to say

Cos you

Sure loved

Complaining

Where you

At

Who you with 

Time you home

But Mary

It's a leap of faith

When loves hand

You blindly take

For there's so much

Middle ground 

To help forget old

Mistakes

For real hearts

Do really break

When there's no hope

Of

Escape

But from Sacramento

To the green hills

In Rome

I know I promised

To try 

To

Make it home

That last night

Before our big 

Fight

But little 

By Little

You kept

Firing your

Lips pistols

Making

My soul itch

Like Scotch Fiddle

So here

Tonight

Now

I'm in the Great In-Between

After

Floating out of

That cold old hospital

After taking

Too much white powder

And liquor 

I know I did promise

I'd visit

So  

In spirit

Here I am

And in these words

Remember

That young man 

The young man

You once knew 

And met

In The Shady Lady Saloon

In Sacramento

On that lovely Sunday

Afternoon 

Before our world

Turned black and

Blue

So I'm just calling by

To say goodbye

For Terri Anne

My spirit guide waits

To take me

To the Lords

Great Halls

To stand

Once more tall

Before my last ever

Fateful fall

Don't go blaming

Yourself

I ain't complaining

Put away those pistols

And try to stop

Hurting

This is my last kiss

Before

In that Great Hall

I pull back the red stage curtain

You'll be ok

Of this

I'm certain

Just

Remember me

The man 

Who you  once met 

On that 

Unforgettable 

Sunday afternoon 

In The

Shady Lady Saloon

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

 

The Stocks of Love

 We once walked unbeaten

Like unashamed lovers 

In our mysterious

Garden of Eden

With soft smiles

Hands held tight

With a glint of Heaven

In our eyes

Every day and night

When we surveyed 

Our New Kingdom

In ecstatic delight

But time and the heavy

Baggage of life

Stuck 

Fates razor sharp 

Ritualistic knife

Called 

Lady Mistrust

Into the twin red balloons

Floating above us

That served as our 

Unbreakable bond

Mine blew away

On June the fourth

And flew North

After yours 

In May

Up to Somewhere

Where the 

Starlings play

But 

Oh how we had 

Some fun

Though

Minds kept

Sharp

With emotions

Running hot

As our thoughts

Entwined

Underneath the 

Midnight sun

So now with 

Lips and voice

Unused 

Mind 

Bashful and bruised

I retreat

Into this

Great darkness

To stand

Sad and

Handcuffed 

By the side of the other

Low men and women

In this new grey world

Swimming with

Father Darkness 

In the shadows

Standing 

Still

With nowhere to go

As his Devils sing

From high rocks

Their endless verse

Urging me to join 

Their huge chorus line

"This is the price

Of love

Of our Brethren

When heartbreak

Consumes

Your soul

And holds

You in our

Eternal stocks

To line up

In the cold

And sing 

To sing

The pain out. 

This is the price

Of love

Of our Brethren

When heartbreak

Consumes

Your soul

And holds

You in our

Eternal stocks

To line up

In the cold

And sing 

To sing

The pain out"

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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Freedom

Have you tasted the black wine

Of trying to live a life 

Through rivers

Of fast flowing

Desolation 

And one filled with a marching Mariachi band

Playing the Vihuela and Guitarrón

Taking turms

Singing about your pain

As they play on

And on

About living a life

With nothing to gain

Surrounded by 

Kukulkan dark soldiers 

Of an unseen nation

From 

The Great In-Between

Chanting mantras of shame

With

 Coniunge ordines nostros et inveniet libertatem

(Join our ranks and find freedom)

Living a life without emancipation 

Blamed

Like a new Eve

For all bad things

Conceived

Lost in a schism of time

Hovering like a Hummingbird

Between the fluctuating streams

Of two worlds

As they burn

Like blue and green

paper cups

Broken dreams

Of love

Hope and peace

Even yellow cups of sadness with no release 

This prophetic dream

Of a Paradise Lost

I am shut down with

Every night 

As I shudder in the cold

As that familiar story 

Like a dark Hollywood picture 

Unfolds

But there is a new calling 

A new voice 

Summoning my soul

With soft sounds of

 Keep going

For soon you'll find

Victory and peace

I hear her whispering to my centrepiece

A haunting place 

Of grey walls

Now echoing

Within audacious dreams

With her sweet voice

Above the noise

Of Kukulkan dark soldiers 

Reluctantly 

Retreating and screaming

As I follow her voice to freedom

To open new doors

So happiness

Can come

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

Slaves in The New Garden of Eden

(A lone voice whispers.)

 In my endless quests

Of Argentine Tango's

Until my inevitable death

Love to me

Was like a Língchí

A slow death of a thousand cuts 

A crimson picturesque 

Vibrant landscape

Of bleeding and drowning

In such emotional depths

With 

What Ifs and Buts

 Sadistically

Crucified mercilessly

 Like Vlad the Impaler's

Many foes 

On blood-stained crosses 

Of 

Who Knows

For true Desire is a fire

Of such unimaginable power

It pulls down

Our own innermost towers, 

Of morality 

And sense of worth

Like a juggernaut

Sent forth

From Sodom and Gomorrah

But as Ancient Books 

Say

Living with that chimera

That wild Pandora

Is the ultimate rush

For any soul

And Earth is the ultimate

Playground

Awashed with secret

Vices and crushes

Of all known

And unknown kinds

To blow anyone's mind

It's why in here

To our Arch Deacon

We all gather 

At the shimmering

Boundary edge

To pray nightly

To be returned

One day

To that strange 

But so exotic adrenaline filled

Garden of Eden

To once more

Stand naked

In any room

As love or desire 

In any form

Swallows

And consumes us

Whole

Like the mighty Basilisk

For that my dearest

Reader 

Is the only form of

Living you'll ever miss

When you lose control

And you too

 Close

Your eyes forever 

Like me

And countless others

In here

Kneeling

Beside me 

Praying like slaves to

A pagan God

And awake 

On the other side

Of living 

Cold kiss

Like

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

 

The Watcher Speaks

 (A lone voice whispers.)

To my Sophia

We are like the mythical

Adam and Eve

Walking upon the grey shores

Of a lost planet

Hidden in deepest of space

Our love holding us

Knee deep

As if buried alive

We will witness

The birth of Nebula's

Stars

And rediscovered Old Gods

A new Atlantis

Filled with beasts and men

We will stride beyond

Masters of the Temple

Erecting their secretive

Light barriers

As we part the soft pages

In our own

Book of Pleasure

To be perused and used

At our inquisition and leisure

We will watch The Fall of Man

With the rise of the

Cosmic Serpent

We will lie upon the sands of time

As the crucifixion begins

The sights

Palaces

Maybe

Aflame before us

Of a world consumed with

Corruption and sin

For

We are riders of

The Great Red Dragon of Old

We the Watchers

Who never grow old

Who collects the Universes

Stories

For in time

To be simply retold

Copyright John Duffy 

Have you heard the secret music yet?

 

As we are born

Does a band start

Playing

A soft melody

To serenade us

As we slowly age

Do those we love

Take our spirits hands

And slowly dance

When we embrace

Love

Does the band

Play faster

As we twirl

Spiritually

As deep secrets

Are unfurled

Does it slow

To a whisper

As we are betrayed

Stranded

Partnerless

And emotionally waylaid

But still 

Does it play

Maybe a low melodic

Hum

Maybe a single

Beat of a drum

But still it plays

Regardless of how

Your life

Seems to never run

And dark days seems

Bereft of fun

Is

The ethereal music

Simply waiting in

The shadows

Beyond earthly eyes

And ears

Waiting once

Again 

To

Play loud

To watch two

Lonely spirits

Take the floor

And slow dance

To its famous tune 

Of

Est-ce l'Amour

(Is this Love)

A melody to

Seranade us

Into the dark

Before we cross

Over

And enter

A brand new park

Copyright John Duffy 

#poetry #life #relationships

Sunday Musing

Sunday Musings

Would you sacrifice all your unrestrained moments of self-imposed solitude

Just for a few evocative silver dimes 

To pay the Bondsman

To sail adrift 

Upon the treasured mystical schooner called Spiritual Attraction.

Just to be maybe seduced 

As your Life's sands

Shift

Or perhaps be eventually marooned

Would you still risk all

To finally walk barefoot and naked through Red and Black

Gardens of carnally addictive sins

Would you still wander lost through harsh ethereal sandstorms 

And emotional soul-draining monsoons

To simply find the right people to help make your heart 

Really ring out and sing

Would you pay the Toll Master 

To climb metaphorical dark mountains peaks and conquer

Seemingly endless fast-flowing tribulations of doubts 

Of the flesh 

To make your knees buckle 

And drop you to your hands 

Weak

Would you still sacrifice and risk all 

To find the ones who make your heart sing

Like those forgotten pilgrims upon 

Magnificent quests

Littered throughout history

Will you take off that seemingly immutable mask 

And light a candle to illuminate all your dark mysteries

To willfully stand naked

With fear residing tethered firmly 

In its Nine Circles Of Irreducibility

Are you brave enough to expose your innermost undertows 

And your libido's deepest vulnerabilities

If so 

You may be ready to walk in and ride within real Technicolor dreams 

Where happiness and completeness

Can't be bought with blood money or shiny diamonds 

That gleam

Are you ready to spend some of those much coveted evocative silvery dimes 

To sail adrift upon the treasured mystical schooner called Spiritual Attraction

To finally find the only one to utter 

You're mine

Whose name 

Dark skies whisper currently unseen

To eventually hold hands tightly 

As you both journey to lasciviously seductive mellifluous lands 

Where those escaping reality flee

And upon arrival 

Be ceremonially announced and saluted

By ghostly marching bands 

For free

Do you wish to slow dance sensuously

As your dimes are spent and willingly accepted unquestionably

As time slowly flows

To walk like a beacon 

Into the darkness of your omniverse 

Filled with dreams of assignations of the flesh

(I hope so)

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

 

The Winter Monsoon

 

 Drifting on a lone cloud

I sing

Of things

Once seen

With

The Sun and Moon

Who

Know my name

For they too

Rise

And set

The world over 

In pain

    

So I dream

Oh 

I dream again

Whispering to them both

O tell of me

O tell of me

Friends

Will I dream alone

Until the end

And into solitude

Descend

Or will wisdom's spirit 

Fly to me

 

So tell me

O tell me

Friends 

Sun and Moon

Will I wander

With this hole

In my endless 

Dark Night 

Of the Soul

Or will my world 

My Great Seal

Hear me

And help me

Heal

So Tell me

O Tell me

Friends

Was all revealed 

From beginning

About the end

When I caught

Her white feather

Spinning

So

Tell me

O tell me 

Elemental Spirits and

Friends

I call to you

Both

O

Sky and Moon

Will I love once more

And open

A new door

To feel what's

Real

In this endless quest

As I try to pass

All tests

Once set

Or will 

Whispers

From Sun and

Moon

Tell me 

To wait

For

She comes

Riding

On waves

Of The Winters

Monsoon

And to still sing

The lost echoes

Of this

 A once-lost

Tune

Called

The Beauty

Who rides

The Waves

Of 

The Winter Monsoon

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

        

 Drifting on a lone cloud

I sing

Of things

Once seen

With

The Sun and Moon

Who

Know my name

For they too

Rise

And set

The world over 

In pain

    

So I dream

Oh 

I dream again

Whispering to them both

O tell of me

O tell of me

Friends

Will I dream alone

Until the end

And into solitude

Descend

Or will wisdom's spirit 

Fly to me

 

So tell me

O tell me

Friends 

Sun and Moon

Will I wander

With this hole

In my endless 

Dark Night 

Of the Soul

Or will my world 

My Great Seal

Hear me

So Tell me

O Tell me

Friends

Was all revealed 

From beginning

About the end

When I caught

Her white feather

Spinning

So

Tell me

O tell me 

Elemental Spirits and

Friends

I call to you

Both

O

Sky and Moon

Will I love once more

And open

A new door

In this endless quest

As I try to pass

All tests

Once set

Or will 

Whispers

From Sun and

Moon

Tell me 

She comes

On the waves

Of The Winters

Monsoon

And to still sing

The lost echoes

Of this

 A once-lost

Tune

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

        

Monologue of a Warrior God

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Salute. 

 (A lone voice whispers.)

I speak this 

Just like another verse

Following me

In a black hearse 

On my life’s many journeys

A love song to myself

And you

Linked to my eternal sorrow

Trying to fix all your tomorrow's

To create a tale to tell

All new listeners

In the morrow

When they summon my memory

By ringing my golden bells

When I break

This dark Necromancer's Spell

Remembering 

Misfortunes

Suffered

And some deeds

Need to be rebuilt and grew

Things and people 

To be build-up

And renewed

To show them what they didn't do

To help them go where they didn't go

For when humanities spellbound

By a simulated show

Like this

Deprived 

Of a taste of life's sweet kiss

And lost in dark skies

Beyond a Paris

Once created

Trying to live a new life 

In primaeval markets 

Of the Medieval

Where each call  

Is Answered

By old wishes

Now diseased

Lost in a 

A New Age 

Where night and day

Merge

In a perfect storm

A perfect symmetry

Of secret societies

Working in harmony

To separate you and I

I go to war

And it's strange

How we bleed inside 

Because of this need

With internal skies 

Full of memories

Missed

So here I stand

With golden glory 

To tell hints of my old story

I

The inferior God once designed by Sophia's raw desire

I

Her lit fire

The Demiurge

The Gnostic Creator God 

 

An Old Testament 

Who now walks out 

Of his stronghold

Into this world's cold

To repair

The stranglehold

Of The Old Beast

Of Revelations

Once foretold

Send me strength

As I step out 

In prayers

And always believe 

Cum Fide ad Lucem magna res evenire potest.

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

With Faith in The Light, great things can happen.

The Secret Book of Dzyan

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Salute. 

 

As the Mage watched from afar, through remote viewing. 

He channelled a secret prayer to the brightest star in the four winds.

As he assumed the meditation pose.

He began reciting his evocation to the spirit guides, watching from the 5^th Levels of the Astral Realms.

For them to take it back to her, from Beyond the Purple Rainbows.

As they swirled all around him. 

(A lone voice whispers.)

_________________________

Your dark eyes are like priceless blue oceans 

I whisper to the watching Elementals

I dream to dive in deep 

And drown within

For they are deeper than any of the known lakes

To bathe in their once-tasted waters

Is where I want me to always fall

And reveal my soul 

As it experiences its first taste of sin

For your inquisitive eyes

Soft tender lips and smooth skin

Are treasures 

I seek where I'd nightly kneel

To pray 

For a new Atlantis

To be reborn

Within

Your eyes 

Are like magnetic dark portals

For my souls

Astral nightly projections 

As I conquer 

Its many strange citizens

With my own occult powers

To reach you

Defeating 

On one of its many long ethereal roads

 

Architects of so many devious deceptions 

Just to see your twin eyes 

For they are like the best friends

Love could ever possibly buy 

And it’s why

I just love popping by

To rejoice in

 The Coming of our own Divine Invasions

The once lost words

Recitals and such memories 

Of succulent prose

Once written for your eyes only 

Are just my own divine stanzas

Like those

Once written in 

The Secret Books of Dzyan

A silver shimmering sea

Where we will soon forever fly

Like dark eagles

Paired 

Forever wild and untamed

For as our lonely souls once met

So long ago 

In the Great In-Between

We were anointed to be simply 

Free and Unchained

And it's why I always pray to return

To finally conjure you into life

And your love to earn

But until then 

I'll just breathe you 

Into

Dreams

Copyright John Duffy