Oidhche Shamhna

 

 Blessed be. 

Velumbound. 

An emotional feast for the mind. 

I give you - Oidhche Shamhna (Halloween) 

Have you felt the poetic beauty and pain linked to love before?

A transmission exploring love as both ecstasy and vulnerability. 

After the death of another. 

The thinning of the veil on Oidhche Shamhna always brings new opportunities to reconnect. 

The opening image of a bed of red roses entwined with thorns captures the dual nature of passion. 

Beauty intertwined with pain.

As the lovers cling to each other “while the world drowned and turned to dust.”

(A lone voice whispers) 

Rosslyn, my love

On the thirty-first

Of October 

In the deep swirling purple well

Where all things are stripped spiritually naked, and made to swim truly 

Vulnerable and bare

Dare you wait for me in its kaleidoscope of dark fuchsia dreams? 

To finally meet you

There

To thrash around outrageously like wanton wild thieves

Deep in that well 

Sensuously drunk on love's so intoxicating dark mead

To drink in deep that mysterious Well's, soul-soothing waters

To finally revel and tumble forever, in its velvety, intoxicating, soul-rousing touch

As we embrace each other, rapturously 

And hold hands, that we pray, stay together locked 

Forever

Clutched 

I go now

Guided by the Master of all ceremonies, Morpheus

Strolling in front with his

orange Halloween pumpkin 

To just wait by its purple-dyed waters

Waiting for you before I jump in

As time floats by

Watched by his otherworldly minions, left-hand Necromancers

So as I wait for your letter and answer,

Just know, we will meet again

For even though yesterday was filled with sorrow 

We still can pray for a better tomorrow 

Starting on the thirty-first of October 

On Oidhche Shamhna 

When you finally realise 

I'll always be 

Thine

(C)

Copyright John Duffy