Channeling Randolph Carter

 

Have you come across H.P. Lovecraft before?

Randolph Carter is a legendary character often appearing in Lovecraft’s eerie, occult atmospheric works—with mythical invitations, unknown realms, and imminent life-changing situations. 

He represents a dreamwalker stepping into cosmic darkness and engaging forces beyond the boundaries of reality. 

And of course he loves poetry. Maybe he's just like you?

A profound storyteller.

Channeling Randolph Carter

 

(A lone voice whispers) 

  

At the Most High Temple, on the unmapped mountains 

  

Once climbed recklessly by illuminated souls such as Nostradamus or Louis Bellefontaine 

  

To meet the neverending sensation 

  

The imperceptible incarnation emitting that magnetic pull and lull in the falling rain 

  

Which haunted their every waking second and vivid day dreams

With its unwarranted invasion 

  

Who many contemporary colleagues 

  

Then viewed as touched with a trace of darkened Lilith Madness 

  

For when the Mighty Dagon

The mythical beast of the Deep North Sea 

  

Heard my calls for knowledge and wisdom 

  

Sent blowing like paper boats

Sailing through the world's silence 

  

Of the vicious violence in the Middle East 

  

Overflowing with prayers, spiritually charged with erratic need 

  

He, too, sent me a personal invitation

Which would lead me into a new age of transformation 

  

To the lonely place where I lived by the raging sea

Known only to a select few

As The Shadow and Key 

  

The Dagon, an invisible invader of the human thalamus 

  

The Dream Walker 

Whisperer in the darkness 

  

Came to me in Kansas

At midnight  

With lightning and thunder announcing his sudden arrival

At the Shadow and Key 

  

It told me deep occult secrets 

Only kept in the heavily guarded vaults

Beyond the Blue Door of the Marianas Trench 

  

Sealed by incarnations and potent harming spells, to deflect the Broken 

  

Seething and entrenched with dark dreams, seeking only revenge 

  

It spoke of red wars and red rivers

Broken dreams

Torn minds and souls 

  

Power-hungry controlled pawns used by unspoken things like it 

  

Supernatural creatures 

 

Which create their new forms of piety by handing out subliminal lyric sheets 

  

So they can keep the hypnotized singing their war songs 

  

It warned me of a lady in blue 

  

A shadowwalker who would soon call to the Shadow and Key 

  

And offer me glorious pleasure as we lay entwined by the sea  

It said chose wisely for the red wars 

  

The red rivers of broken dreams and torn minds and souls 

  

Would soon need someone strong 

  

To lessen the blows from those pulling the strings 

  

For the unseen monsters in control 

  

Someone to soothe their pain by illuminated prose 

  

And then, with a crash of white lightning 

 

Striking the fireplace clock

Right in its timekeeper's small face 

  

It was gone 

  

The Mighty Dogan told me a time and date 

She would arrive 

  

Idh-yaa, or to some Quum-yaa, Cthulhu's Mate

(C) Copyright John Duffy 

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