. Poetry from The Great In-Between: Country Dreaming

Monday, April 8, 2024

Country Dreaming


(A lone voice whispers)


In this never-ending storm 

Where powerful introspective winds


Swallow you whole 

As the norm


A thought always strikes like a Promethium lightning bolt


Was there ever a place in your soul 


Where my picture hung and your soul

Extolled 


When it woke up 

As you dreamed


Before going on Astral patrol


For all I can do in humble worship

Is remember


The sweet taste of your favourite red lipstick 


The tantalising feel of your fingers 


Laced in CHANEL N°5 

Lingering around my shoulders


As we both wept 

Watching Beaches


Which always 

Left us speechless 

Ma Chérie?


Do I still linger

In your echo chambers


Like Garth Brooks 

Your favourite Country singer


So in this moment

As my memories gather


Like friends 

In Low Places


As the thunder rolls

Just remember


If tomorrow never comes

And my prayers lay unanswered


I'll always remember how we danced 


As 

Loves ship 

Sailed in

And anchored


But now

Cancelled and abandoned 


As you look in another's eyes


I can only hope

Your memories get baptized 


Like mine


In brutal storms 

Of introspection 


For in my eyes

There are never any real

Goodbyes 


Just sweet country songs

Of reintroduction 


So we can walk 

Together again


Even though 

We were both cursed


By wet appetites

Of self destruction 


(C)

Copyright John Duffy 


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