What does Halloween conjure for you?

A poem celebrating an all-consuming love that transcends mortality at Halloween — a union of heavenly fire and human feeling, remembered through the lens of myth, intellect, and loss.

What does Halloween conjure up you?

Title.

Remembering Lucy Mountbatten

(A lone voice whispers)

My memories of you 

Like one of Heavens glorious white thunderbolts 

Always ignites my brown eyes alight

Like the burning nebulous envelope 

Around the nucleus of Halley's Comet 

Especially when I think of that incredible night

In 1985

When I finally came alive, and opened my eyes

Thinking

What strange powers unseen 

Did the Olde Gods use to create you

For you to walk

Unashamed 

In the midst of mortal men

With a sweet volcano 

Of such raging seductive fire

That never tires

Elevated to new heights of sensuality by a delicate touch of divinity 

Which exists within all your fingertips with such power and proclivity 

With a softness to beguile

If one allows you 

To touch them

With such supernatural style 

I'll always remember your alluring blue eyes like honeydew 

So deep 

Spelunker's would weep

Skin and lips

So soft

Descartes

Would confuse

Science with maths

Towpaths and footpaths

Must have filled Heavens chorus lines

With Angels to watch

When his new creation stepped out of the endless evolutionary lines

And into the presence of The Great Divine

My tears still fall like black rocks 

Into a bottomless lake 

Leaving me stagnant 

In it's grey wake

When I look back and reminisce about our last kiss

For my Queen

You 

Lucy Mountbatten

Still live within me

With profound passion 

For even though our love was took out by the assassin

Sent by King Samhain

Our sweet love will never, ever go out of fashion 

(C)

Copyright John Duffy