. Poetry from The Great In-Between: The Stocks of Love

Thursday, November 16, 2023

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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