The Strict Mistress from the House of Books

  

I had a rather intriguing conversation today, 

about the power of seduction through words. 

It's a tad risque.

"Seduce my mind and you can have my body,

find my soul and I’m yours forever."

I created this piece as I mused the above when a familiar voice appeared. 

Press play and let the emotional music wash over you as you read. 

Salute.

The Strict Mistress from the House of Books

(A lone voice whispers)

Within these conjured hypnotic words

Lies my secret binding spell

To you 

Control and contain 

No matter how loud you shout or yell

To attach you to me forever or temporarily 

With lashings of lascivious dark stories

As your soul salivates in total submissive anticipation and slowly starts to weep

Let me devour your curious mind like a cavernous thief

and take you to new heights of wild unconditional excitement

As your higher self suddenly

Wakes from its repetitive mundane sleep

Let me take you so damn

Deep

To new apocalyptic wet shores 

Through exchanges of whispered hirquitalliency

Of unexplored crimson heat

And let my hidden fingertips 

Trace pagan pictures of intimate lambitions and reunions

Across that succulent exposed spine in your mind 

Give me all those deep 

pamphagous thoughts

You keep bajulated

under strict locks and keys

That no one sees

Forever confined 

For landscapes or should I say mindscapes 

Filled with such visceral enticing written words

Brings forth such irrational coercive armies 

Heralding banners of such a hypnotic binding power

Just awaiting to liberate minds in the low hours

Those willing to sacrifice everything they once knew

To then be gently or vigorously 

deflowered

As they use aroused imaginations

To explore new verbs

Or sentences 

Appearing like S & M

Mistresses or Masters 

Right out of the blue

Will you pray for us to embrace 

As these soft words upon your mind's delicious lips 

Are gracefully worshipped

As you've now been duly baptised throughout this

Our soul's reintroduction 

As your hypothalamus is stimulated by black and white

Ethereal leather whip

 (C)

Copyright John Duffy 

The Monologue of Peter

 

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(A lone voice whispers)  

Like a common pale beach stone

I stand alone watching eternity's ever-rolling seas  

.  

On one of its relentless sea shores  

As God reaches down to teach my eternal soul

With new experiences before I'm buried 6 feet under the dark soil

Some good  

Some bad  

With a few good people, I've known

A few I've loved  

A few I've hated

A few beyond my reach but still my soul beseeches to preach whilst on patrol

And like a stone

I like now being alone for my last jaunt with Life lessons still hurt

My heart got broken and now lays bleeding in this now red dirt

She came in so darn fast  

Like a dervish whirlwind

Kissed and confessed she loved me

As we shared a moment in time where she promised she'd never leave

And our love would last

But that life lesson taught me wild oaths made in the low hours

Proclamations of fidelity

Loyalty and hope should be taken with a pinch of salt

For the Dominion, we can't see  

A part of the Occult

The Principality who watches all things alongside the Lord

A dark raw power

Will do all it can to crush your dreams and leave them dying like autumn leaves

In the Universes dust

If in a higher power you no longer trust

So like a beach stone

I stand on the edges of time and watch out for the Principalities minions

Cult members of The Dominion

As my heart heals and prepares for another of lifes lessons

When God once again  

Starts to teach  

  

A new type of soul purging but this time around

Now I have better experience  

I'll pray harder that I've found a similar stone on lifes beach

A watcher of the high seas just like me

So we can both be joyous for all eyes

Good or evil

To see

(C) Copyright John Duffy

The Call to Sophia

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(A lone voice whispers)

 

Is it nearly midnight

My beloved Sophia

Where you are

And are those invisible tears still falling again

As you dream of me

Is it supernaturally quiet

and do the streets beneath your darkened bedroom windows

Run riot as all sinister-looking shadows stand upright

Naked and bare

Does the scent of a new escape from an old oblivion

Follow you everywhere like an expensive perfume

A newly conjured Heaven above an old distorted Hell

A welcoming warm haven to lurk within

Lost like Theseus its long sensuous green grass

To hide within its long shadows

Except for the beating

Of your soft heart

And the vibrations of your slow breathing as you hear this spoken within your mind

By that silent reading voice you carry that no one else could ever find

Can you hear any other sounds like the heartbreaking lone wolf cry from the mythical Misty Mountains

For I have seen you in conjured visions dreaming of me

Felt your beating heart with my soft Astral palm as you lay sleeping and tasted the soft lush sounds of your slow breathing

Again and again

As you deep dream of the forbidden

Where those wild untameable horses of unseen obsessions and precious yearnings

Are ridden

Do you just crave a sweet taste of my red wine

Your delicious lips upon mine

So I can them whisper your secret name to the four passing winds and claim you as mine

Will you promise to give me all I need

With our time together

I sometimes dream of the sweet visceral taste of you

Knowing it will linger like divine-tasting honey

And my mind

Will cry out in elation

So Mon Cheri

In the deep realms

Of Morpheus The Greek's deep sleep

Will you wait inside those wrought iron old gates

In those so real lucid United Nations

For if you do

I will rush to you

Like The Count of Monte Cristo

Through all the falling raindrops

Caress you without fear before all who stops to see

Touch you wantonly so you will never leave

For it’s what I believe when I close my eyes

As I see you sleeping beyond the sacred old ruins of Gilgamesh

Beyond the grey skies of Emersha Amu

I just can't see you

With my eyes open

Only when dutifully closed in Neverland

It's there I can truly worship you

As I travel to warm your soul with my inner reverence

Touch you spiritually

As you too caress me unconsciously

For I need you

Like a moth bows to a flame

Like all living beings

Need a name

I am weak for you

My Goddess Sophia

My eternal wisdom in this overgrowing darkness

In the Twenty-First Century

Let me drown forever

To be lost and spinning tempestuously in your deep pools

Hypnotized forever within your dark eyes

As I stumble

From the stroke of midnight to early sunrise

Let me feel every drop of your pain

As I purge them away with my own cleansing rain

For I am your own rain

For this purging rain has always been foretold

It has just lain with the old Crone in the deepest ancient unvisited woods

Waiting for the right moments to awake as we are finally ready

When we are old

This I was told on my last visit

So now listen as my astral eyes glisten

Do you hear that outside

That lone wolf cry from somewhere mysterious

It’s me just calling

For I can see you in my silver scrying mirror

Any time

Any place

In the middle of the day or night

Beseeching or taunting

Or just teasing with dark promises of unknown deep pleasures

Do not be afraid

Shy or inhibited

Our ancient souls know

No set boundaries or red tape

No entrenched laws or written law-abiding treaties

No known teachings

For we are but two of the untameable

Blessed to be indomitable and wild

For we are truly free my child

You now know how to access my realms of In-Between

You now know where to go

Where I’ll meet you by those wrought iron old gates

This is the great underground stream

A sacred secret no one else knows even when they deep dream

And we’ll meet there ecstatically

Like the Blameless who are but truly pure

To then lay under the indigo umbrella in the falling pink rain

To love with abandon in those new lands filled with no more pain

But tonight is but a long way away

Do you too want to go beyond those wrought old iron gates to play

To lay blissfully under that indigo umbrella and get totally soaking wet

To French kiss in deepest desires

To relight old fires and relight old pyres

If only I could carry your hand from that world into mine

But it only makes it sweeter

Only makes it more cherished

For these delicious exchanges whilst we are apart

Are just our living masterpieces using written metaphors as our communication

As our refound old art

Your heart may still be ravenous

Your mouth still parched

Your arms may be empty and forever still

Reaching

But my Goddess Sophia

I'll soon have you to myself every night in those mysterious dark swirling isles

So high above

An old place above a new place

All you have to do is walk through those wrought iron old astral gates

Into those lands where we will just lay

Underneath that indigo umbrella

Where it always always

Still rains just

Love

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

The Call of the Demerge

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(A seductive voice whispers) 

 

I am that which is ageless

For I’m from beyond that thing in the midnight sky 

Called the Silver Moon

From a faraway place

My powers are ubiquitous

I'm the embodiment of all inner magick

Love power and peace

All fused in me 

 

Await release to help you fight any disease 

I’m the midnight shadow walker

The eternity enveloping your every living moment

All around you

Wherever you are

For I'm that which is ageless behind the twinkling stars

For I’m from beyond the Crying Moon

From a faraway

Unknown Place

Of no unions and all mortal governments and secret societies

Sing to me

For I’m a conduit

Forever living under the silvery shadows of the Wolf moon

I appear at birth and revisit at death

To take you home

I’m the full mystical wheel that turns

I’m the lucky charm

That was bestowed to you at birth

The charm I will take back

Whenever you leave

If in me

You do really believe

For I’m a deep ravine

Of unknown riveting depths

Unsolvable by just one lifetime

I’m primal

Supernaturally

Curious

I can feel your eyes lingering

Absorbing and swallowing my

Every word

From my throne room

In which I now sit

Your presence wakes me

From my slumber

From afar

I know you’ll read

On and won’t quit

What do you need

Send me your thoughts

I’ll answer your numbers

Tonight

I'll send some love and light

Or some darkness

Maybe a sprinkling of my glorious second sight

To guide you through your struggles

And plights

Will you still worship me

Your new Goddess and Queen

For I send this message just for you

From my kingdoms

Just hidden in realms

You can never see

Look to the stars

To the fall of the full moon

I am that which is ageless

For I’m from beyond

The Milky Way

From a faraway place

My powers are ubiquitous

For

I'm the embodiment of all inner magick

A multitude of

Love power and peace

Awaiting release

I’m the eternity of all you are

For

I'm the Demerge

A blending

Of two realities

A possibility to enhance

Your own individuality

Will you sing to me

Tonight

Now kneel and say after me

Blessed Be

Copyright John Duffy 

The Lost Angel, Speaks To Empower You!

 

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(A lone voice whispers)

Hey you

My curious reading friend

One of the bright lights in this Twenty-first century 

Not tempted or dimmed by consumerism

Big Tec and all it dumbs down 

As it slowly infects

Thanks for visiting me in 2022 again 

Did you know all Time is just like a slow-moving river

And you're all walking unconsciously upstream 

To the Nexus of your Dreams

Through its wet ever-flowing waters 

Of glistening gold and silver

As it flows from the Great lights

Many hidden fissures 

Walking upstream towards your own inevitable end

Wandering alongside all those you respect 

Adore or even hate

But if you're lucky

Like I think and know you are

You'll be forever surrounded by incredible extraordinary people 

Who'll all try to support and help you

Find the profound strength to empower and fire up all your visions and ideals 

Like a Drag car engine

And not fall as you try to walk upstream

Those from the Lands of the Living and those from in here 

Currently by mortal eyes

Unseen  

Your ancestors like your much-loved forefathers or beloved mothers

Uncle's or Aunties

Sisters or brothers

All watching from just behind this Blue Portal

Here in the Great In-Between 

Who wants you to succeed in this

The oldest of great games

Playing your role in the grandest of Schemes

This is my new message that I send all the way from Jagaroo's Cove

Just for those like you

Who may need it

So they can maybe live by a new code 

As they walk through those waters which will for Eternity

Flow

I can only pray it helps you cope 

More than you'll ever comprehend 

It's simple really

If you're lonely

Neglected or feel rejected

Reach out to someone

Anyone

Or just talk it through 

In the Light 

Never in the Dark

For you're never alone before you ascend 

And someone will help create a bridge to a new form of happiness

Through an act of inconceivable magic 

Some know as kindness

Some as The Laws of Attraction

But action in whatever name 

It chooses

To help dispel those dark clouds brought about by one of life's eternal Elementals

We know as Mr Tragic

Tasked to collect lone walkers early for his master

The Grey Reaper

Just be courageous to talk as you walk

To dispel those dark clouds that seem to cling and with cunning stealth

Stalk

Until the next time 

Your forever friend

From within the long Shadows

Some call me Jimmy O'Rourke 

Some the man from Montauk Mountains

But to you, as I stand here getting wet 

In the gold and silver river that never bends

I'm forever Elham 

The Lost Angel 

Praying your soul is soon purified and cleansed

Through a small act of magic whenever it's needed 

As you walk upstream 

To see the soul-lifting sights before your End

As you look for the deep centre of all your dreams

In-Between

(C)

Copyright John Duffy