. Poetry from The Great In-Between: January 2025

Saturday, January 4, 2025

Be Courageous

 




Be Courageous


Have a wonderful first week in January!


I rather enjoy inspiring others.


Isn't that why we were all born?


Title:

Be Courageous 


(A lone voice whispers)


Within time

Whispered Mister Emotions


You will need me more

As you slowly turn 

Father's Times


Ancient books 

Full of loose pages


Your memories 

May slowly start to fade


As dark shades cloud your

Mortality


As you 

Year by year 

Unfortunately age


But I will stay loyal

And within

A scent


Old treasured letters

Or just pictures


I am reborn


For 

I am the trigger 

In your sleeping gun


The golden bullets

To revive your mind


Although 

The world around you

May slowly 


Turn dark


Although you 

Maybe


Lonesome 

Happy

Godless


Faithful 

Meek


Or truly just

Strong


I am but one of the many 

Silent gatekeepers


Who protect your life's works

And many songs


Its tales of romance

Happiness and love


All of your majestic empires


Just lying silently

Within dark keeps


So look in the mirrors and see

If you can feel me


See that beautiful reflection 

In those mesmerizing sparkling


Bright eyes


That's me

So


Wear courage like a second

Skin wherever you go


The masses might whisper

Collude

Remark and say


It cannot be done

Put those dreams down and


Go hide them away


Look at him or her

They're losing their

Touch


Multitudes may proclaim

With glee 


As you endure

Spells of failure


Quick to mention 

It's beyond your reach 

Or regalia


But you my reader 


Are a creation of such beauty


Those dreams embody

The strength and power 


Of your souls own duty


So rise up

In front

Of their precious scrutiny


Show them the harmonious

Collaboration of inner faith

And belief


Step above their glorious lies

And continue to rise


It's how you'll escape

and succeed


In front of their 

Jealous


Green eyes


Copyright John Duffy 


 

The Viewer from Beyond


(A lone voice whispers)


A carefree spirit once sung

Like a reborn Easy E


While rushing 


To make a wild case

About real loving


For a life living like the guy up West 


Who created Yeezys 

Isn't easy without faith


So just ask your intuition 

Like you're asking Saint Francis of Assisi


Is your belief in something or someone higher


Regardless of your race

Been eroded


So you know and feel nothing


Foundation of the piece.


Are future generations been subtly steered away from a belief in a high frequency and power 


To beings of lower frequencies linked to desire and fire 


Through anxiety

Modern cultural


Pop

Politics 

Media and society?


Copyright John Duffy 

Have you found true love yet?

 


(A lone voice whispers)


And so here we are

Two souls 


Who have travelled through all weathers 

So far


Sometimes with hands held

Tightly, 

Sometimes in spirit 


Sometimes through fire

But all the time

Together 


Braving the looks and gossips of all the world's many soul draining vampires


Climbing over all obstacles laced with metaphorical barbwire


To walking through wildfires


Like Lord Narayan and Goddess Mahalakshmi 


And that my love

Is why I still love you


For you're so special

And you help me renew


And those two are the only things that matters or attracts me


As you keep me afloat and navigating 


Life's Black Sea


(C) Copyright John Duffy 


Foundation of the piece.


Does finding true love 


Bring with it, courage but more importantly


a sense of spiritual growth and self rejuvenation


Each morning as one wakes up next to their true love?

Friday, January 3, 2025

Poetic Therapy


And so like David Copperfield 


I disappear through words

So you can heal


(C)

Copyright John Duffy 


Foundation of the piece 


A study found composing poetry created a meaningful way to process complex emotions


And attempting to find certain words to represent feelings 


Can help to reduce the emotional mind enduring stress


And so for so


Poetic Therapy

Is such magical fun


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The Curo


 The Curo


(A soft soothing voice whispers)


Hey,

I'm talking to the inner you


That curious child who never died as you grew


What do you sense or see 


When you hear my voice

Within your head 


Above the tranquility or violence of modern living


Do you unconsciously instinctively get me


(C)

Copyright John Duffy 


Foundation of the piece.


Do we instinctively get drawn to certain works by chance, or by our inner child's, curious eyes?

The Appointment


 The Appointment 


(A lone happy voice whispers)


I went to the doctor's today

At 9 am for my results appointment 


Like one of those disciples at the last supper

Scared beyond belief


I walked in smiling the widest smile I could conceive


But when she told me 

Relax 

It's all gone

And you're all clear


I then smiled 

With utter relief


(C)

Copyright John Duffy 


Foundation of the piece.


Visiting the doctors or hospital can be such a traumatic time, and one can sometimes put on a brave front.


But when all ends well, have you felt that thrilling pure, unadulterated adrenaline, accelerate through your veins?


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The Appalachian


 Press play.


The Appalachian


(A lone voice whispers)


I was born at midnight when the stars shone


When Papa looked me over and said 

Ma

That boys wrong


But Ma said 

Pa

That boy will grow up

And he'll need support


For just know 

He's a voice and a great song


And so my friend

That's how my life begun 


In a caravan 

On the trail


Following the rising sun



(C)

Copyright John Duffy 


Foundation of the piece.

Are country folk the best folk untainted by society?

Thursday, January 2, 2025

The Process

The Process


To some, 

Poetry is a sophisticated form of release


To others

A form of exquisite escapism from maybe escalating tensions 


Around the world

But a silent question 


A low whisper carried on the hungry lips of all those


Singing silent stories of love and pain 


Lost in thoughts 

In its delicious rain


Did that rhyme or do I have to rewrite it again


(C)

Copyright John Duffy 


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Wednesday, January 1, 2025

Happy New Year


 2025


And so another year begins


A year, hopefully filled with happiness and hallelujahs


Built up to stand resolutely on a foundation of inspired resolutions


As old and new dreams are kept alive or revived 


(C)

Copyright John Duffy 

If Love could speak

 Did love, when tasted like a fine red or white wine, change you forever? 


Title: 


If Love could speak



(A lone voice whispers)


Yes, I


From whence all gloriously driven emotionally 


Notorious or mysterious sensuous pain or enjoyment 

Stems from


Heartbreaking strenuous anxiety but also soul rousing feelings 


Which beats loudly your life's drums like a reborn John Bonham


On a rare mid-summer night

Filled with wild rain or sun


Soaking all gathered with the precious aroma of an exquisite, expensive perfume


Which invades all minute spaces like an insidious thief

In any particular room


When l invite you 

If you dare 


To welcome me in


To then see the world through new crystalline lens


As your soul finally matures and burns


As it's put through my exceptionally complicated


But sophisticated extraordinary fires


To be eventually 

Willingly or unwillingly cleansed


By having an affair with me as I answer all of your hearts prayers


By leading you to my lair

Upstairs

By the hand 


Copyright John Duffy


Be Courageous