The Beloved Passenger

(A lone voice whispers.)

There's a dark hole 

In the middle of my eternal soul 

And my beloved mother  

Lives there 

And I carry her 

Around with me 

Everywhere 

I now go

She climbs out 

You know

Just after midnight 

Whenever I sleep 

To put on a truly magical show

Showing me treasured memories of old

Using her supernatural kaleidoscope 

When night time

I can no longer 

Fight 

While sitting on my chest 

Dressed in all her glorious Sunday church best

Whispering 

Strange spells 

That bind me 

In total bondage 

To an old beautiful age 

When she once lived 

And we were happy 

Together 

Especially at Christmas

But now she's died 

Instead of saying 

Goodbye 

And sending her crying  

Scurrying into

The Dark Lands of No Sound 

Where I'll forever 

Miss her

A fissure in time 

Where the Black Nightingales fly 

I now just carry her 

Around 

In that dark hole 

In the middle of my soul 

An exquisite place 

Decorated with such incredible memories 

And a new home where she's guides me to cling on to hope

And to never lose control

The true one I've always loved and known 

My mother 

Who I'll carry around 

Until I'm too called 

To The Dark Lands of No Sound

Where she can finally climb one last time 

Out of that majestic hold and we can run

Around 

Hand in hand

Singing extraordinary songs of happiness 

To echo into the stillness of eternity 

For our joy 

In togetherness will be endless

All over those holy grounds

In a new form of preciousness

© 

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Reincarnation

Are we friends beyond skin

Is everything in our lives

simply meant to happen

Is it written and foretold

by the Laws of Synchronicity

Are you meant to read this

Regardless of location

or gender or city

Are we in each other's lives for a reason

A means to survive

all the ensuing seasons

Are you drawn unconsciously

to my supernatural aura

Are we but singing

the same divine lines

From an angelic chorus

Are we simply long lost members

Of the same underground tribes

Constantly reborn

to be it's scribes

I don't have no

mystical powers

For I'm only a living pen

A token bestowed

From way back when

If you share the same gift

You'll know it's deep

heartbreaks and bliss

So it's nice to finally meet you

My Synchronicity

My old once-upon-a-time 

My old Friend

To help keep the light in

 

We are now kin

Soul mates until the very end

So I wish you the  best 

In all that you do

It's why this composition

was unconsciously penned

Remember

We are all from the same tribes

An order of eternal scribes

We just meet again

in each  lifetime 

To help each other overcome

The clutches of original sin

With spreading our happiness and kindness 

That can only come

From deep within 

Salute

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An old image from Google +.

I reached quite a few.

Salute

Requiem

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Salute.

(A lone voice sings.)

I'm forever 

Forever

Feeling hot 

Hot hot

For 

These heartbreaking memories 

Don't stop 

Stop

Stop

For

I can still remember 

Remember an incredible time 

When we loved holding hands

Like we did

On that Sunday afternoon

Lost now

Somewhere 

Forever in June

So I'm forever

Feeling hot 

Hot hot

For

These heartbreaking memories

 

Don't stop 

Stop stop

Remembering

The last night we

Dipped our toes 

In exchanging prose

Following each other's souls 

Like fleeting fireflies

Into unknown deep 

Emotional places 

Where anything goes

Until the cock crowed

It's why I'm forever

Forever 

Feeling hot 

Hot hot

For these heartbreaking memories 

Don't stop 

Stop stop

So tonight 

Tonight 

Lonely and

Separated by plight

Memories of mind and spirit 

Call to me each and every night 

Like the Sirens of Anthemusa

Before I sleep 

Especially those exceptional ones 

Of walking underneath that old Willow Tree

It's why I'm forever 

Forever

Feeling hot 

Hot hot

For these beloved memories 

Don't stop 

Stop

Of exchanging precious thoughts 

Pressed together 

Real close  

Real close 

On those long walks

By the raging blue sea

Looking like the eclipse 

Of the Sun and Moon 

As we relentlessly talked

Talked and 

Dancing mentally 

To a thousand new tunes 

It's why I'm 

Forever

Forever

Feeling hot 

Hot

Hot

For

These memories 

Don't stop 

Stop

Stop

As the Shadow People 

Watch

It's why I still miss 

You so much 

So much 

Clutching onto those beloved memories 

Like a pauper 

Of the only soul 

I once followed 

Followed

It's why I'm forever

Feeling hot 

Hot hot

For

These heartbreaking memories 

Won't stop 

Stop stop

Taking me

Into true darkness 

To emerge into light 

Led by loves sweet touch 

So

"Te desidero in aeternum

Amica mea"

Even though Death 

Only makes you more faithful 

Even though 

You're in the arms of an 

Angel

My love for you 

Never changes 

For I know 

You'll watch over me 

As I face life 

And all it's quiet 

Dangers 

So I just love

Forever

Forever

Feeling hot 

Hot

Praying

These heartbreaking memories 

Don't stop 

Stop

As I find some respite tonight

While my light and darkness fight

While 

I'm feeling 

Forever

Hot hot

Hot

(C)

Copyright John Duffy 

(Latin translation :

I'll miss you forever 

My love)

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The Confession of Stella Maldago

  

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Salute.

I once searched social media

For someone special

Through strange posts

Memes and various themes

But still, I fell short

Got

Burnt and left

Feeling anxious and

Emotionally fraught

But then I found you

Your exquisite mind which

once tasted like a Chateau Lafite Rothschild

1964

Left me perturbed

Addicted and

Just wanting so much more

Everywhere I looked 

Be it

Oversea or shore

People or places

Life blogger's on Instagram

Travelers on Twitter or

Friends on Facebook

Your sweet memories

Rolling and spinning like a broken mirrored kaleidoscope

In my heartbroken mind

Always struck a painful nerve

Oh why does it have to be this way

Oh why couldn't you just stay

I always whisper in the dark

 

Oh by the divine words

Of old pagan biblical Gods

Which now haunts me

I can see why you left

Because you'd had enough

I know I could say I'd 

change 

This time 

It will be better

I won't be like

Theseus when he

Abandoned Ariadne

I swear

I promise

I'll change all my ways

I'll stop taking all those

Dark treasures

I convert

From Hêylêl

If you'll only you'll stay

But you now see me as a 

Half being

From The Great In-Between

It's you

I still painfully miss

All that adoration from that first sweet kiss

Oh by the divine words

I still whisper at midnight

To old pagan Gods

As I drink anything

Overflowing with wetness

And smoke from

Strange rolled cigarettes

I still miss all of you

As those precious memories 

Of all our previous 

Christmas's persists

I still dream

We'll walk Armageddon's

Dangerous shores 

Hand in hand

Across its yellow and golden

Mounds

And as my old world burns

We'll just write some more

As the Moon slowly

Appears and

Rises

Like Shakespeare and Sappho

We'll sit on its fire-lit shores

And our inner realms

We'll re-explore

As the darkness blows to 

Claim those yellow

And golden flames

On its shores

Below

We'll find our way

Home

And

We'll just sit on that

Marble tiled porch

You've always dreamed of

Sipping some expensive

Cristal Methuselah

Champagne

And

Look deep into each other's eyes

And it's there

We'll always

Remain

Before we step off the stage and no longer take part

In the greatest of games

But all that's a dream

I sometimes think about 

In the half-light

For I'm just another dammed queen 

Pretending to cry

Whilst haunting the dating scene

Like delicious food needs pepper and salt

Baby in our wildest moments 

We could have been the best of all

But all houses built with cards

Are all destined to fall

Just forgive me 

Your beloved

Stella Maldago

Who you met in the wet snow

Downtown in Chicago

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The Song of The Quiet Man

 

A lone voice sings.)

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For all the what if's 

And what for's

And all those crazy games 

We once so lovingly played

Including

Those forgotten ones 

Maybe clumsily waylaid

Like children's toys 

And now carefully 

Put away

I always wonder 

In this half-light

Were they always

Worth the price 

Especially

Those now 

Calling

At midnight 

With their bowed heads 

Those standing shining 

Proudly on loves 

Barren parade

Waiting for my attention 

To be fully vetted and paid 

As jealous slow-moving shadows 

In the background 

Of a new life

Smile 

Laugh 

And wave 

Dancing a Mephistophelian jig 

While

Listening to songs and sounds 

Sung and made 

By the Devil's Own

Seductive 

Black Brigade

 So as I now stand as stone

At midnight

Reliving the masquerade

And all the games 

We once played 

 Listening to the sad songs

Of the Black Brigade

I'm slowly 

Cut deep

By memories

Silvery blade 

But no longer afraid

As the band sings

Sad hypnotic songs

Played 

By Devil's own

Black Brigade

(C)

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Memories of Sarah Lee

 

(A lone voice whispers.)

We met so long ago

Two strangers

By the Hidden Creek 

Of the Lone Cherokee

Somewhere up

In the Eternal Magical Circle 

In wild high-tree

Black bear

Country

In good old Tennessee 

Survivors with torn-out hearts

And broken in two dreams

We locked eyes 

And made a real connection 

From somewhere so deep

That Morpheus The Greek

Couldn't tempt us 

To go back to sleep

Time flew by 

As

Happiness 

Came like a beautiful gift from 

On High

But now 

Deep down inside

My beloved Sarah Lee 

We mentally weep 

And silently

Cry

Broken just a little bit more

Tiredness 

A familiar enemy 

Creeping up relentlessly 

Slow

Transforming us 

And making us sore

Through life and its wealth of sacred wars

And all the tragic things 

You can never really truly prepare for

But since we met so long ago

By the Creek of the Lone Cherokee

Lost strangers

Just looking for something irreplaceable

 A preordained numeric key

To open all secret doors

That's so incredible and sustainable 

In the outbacks of good old Tennessee 

Amongst the

Survivors

With torn-out hearts

That bleed 

And broken in two dreams

God must have heard our heartfelt pleas

And pulled us 

Together

For we found something so 

Precious

Its reverence 

To this very day

In all known weathers

Drives and still 

Possesses us

For our love goes 

Beyond the physical world 

But lies instead

In the hotbed of the spiritual 

Where it will live forever 

In the Great Hereafter

For there is nothing on Earth 

That can be compared 

To the sweet love and laughter

Of a beautiful 

everlasting friend

Until the very end

And all I can now do 

Is pray

That God in his wisdom

Looks after her

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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Angelo's Whispers

When I lived

Depression followed me like an old friend

Standing always beside me

In the dark

And when I tried to raise my lonely old spirit

It just whispered old familiar lies

To keep me on its rusty

Old swings

To stay

Forever lost within its overgrown parks

When I smiled at the world

And raised my head

Above its dusty parapets

It just said its old prayers

And filled me full

Of my favorite regrets

But now that I’m

Dead

I now know

A sacred secret

You must fight the darkness

Whenever it appears

In whatever disguise

Or assumed name

It’s just a shame

Death has took me

To finally know this

Find someone to love

Just dip your toes

Ankle deep into life and get thoroughly

Beautifully wet

Remember

Life is exquisite

Beyond its veils of self-perceived depression

There is bliss to be found

On those beautiful hunting grounds

You just have to regain

Your faith and self-belief

And trust them

So as they slowly rise

In frequency

As you embrace progression

Leading you to remember 

That unspoken truth

Once whispered to you at birth

That you might have chosen to forget

I only have a lonely voice in here

But its message was simply this

Enjoy all aspects of your life

No matter how hard

It gets

You were always born free

For you don’t want to take anything

Into this afterlife

And suffer for eternity

Endlessly spinning within its dark

Depths

So take it from one who knows

As old regrets

Follow me 

Like a second shadow

Everywhere 

I go

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Channelling JFK

 (A lone voice whispers.)

As I view the world from in here

It just fills me with a sense of ever-growing fear

I can see so much suffering
And seemingly endless pain

The world is awash in the throes of all those

Who are just corrupt

Blindly trying to secure
All they can gain

They need to be stopped

To be defeated by the rising consciousness

Of a reunited and renewed humanity

Don’t let your planet
Go to waste

It’s never too late

Look at Fukushima
The rising levels of destitution

Racism and cleverly conjured up means leading to separation

Secret societies

Human traffickers  
The homeless numbers rising

The endless lines of the hungry and the poor

For if you all
Don’t rise and do more

The Four Horsemen from the Bible

Will just ride in
And
Stand in full view

In every country
Political pews

To control all corrupt
Governments black and white
Dance floors

All this talk of vaccines and covid nineteen

Covertly funded marches and bankrolled doctors and politicians

Who are all part of that deep-state infernal machine

Your world
Needs the means to breathe

Don’t be one of the many
Who turns a blind eye

And when it all turns black

Don’t be one of the many
Like those already in here

Don’t give your soul
Another reason to grieve

Fight for a new freedom
Give your life a reason

For to change the future

You just have to believe in the Great Awakening

Go back to my speeches in the Sixties

They were just the beginning 

Copyright John Duffy

Since my new film project channels a rather empowering piece from JFK.

As I reviewed the monologue piece today, I wondered what he would think of 2023.

The full piece is a lot longer.

Salute.

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The Shadow Queen

 

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Salute.

(A lone voice sings so low)

Tis but a beautiful dream 

To dream the 

Greatest 

Of all known 

Dreams

Tis but a dream 

To see or hear me

The sweetest voice 

In all The Matrix

Called

The Shadow Queen

Tis but a dream 

To hold my hand

Tis but a dream 

To dance entwined 

Listening

To my marching 

Whistling

New Orleans bands

Tis but a dream  

To dare to dream 

Alone at 

Midnight

When you pray 

And there seems

To be

No hope

Or light

Just call to me

The Shadow Queen

Tonight

And I'll come knocking 

On your Astral Doors

In full flight 

At the edges 

Of all

Your mind knows

And like a veteran of so many foreign wars

I'll whisper in the 

Encroaching shadows

Have you been

Alone and lost

Fought a battle 

And paid the cost

Walked by people 

Who now says

That's just another 

Poor soul

Who's lost their way

On Loves 

Broken-down highways

So 

Let me in

To your soul's 

Inner circle

For this offer

Comes with no rehearsals

 

Just let me be

Your new

Saint called Augustine 

The bringer 

Of so many luscious 

Sins 

Just

Let me in 

From the cold 

Of The Great In-Between 

So all our unexplored fun

Can begin

So you can worship me 

On your knees

And call out to me

By my secret occult name

The Shadow Queen 

To sing 

With a loud piercing scream

Tis but a dream 

To dream the deep dream

Tis but a dream

To see me

The new Mary 

Called after

Magdalene

Of 

The Great 

In-Between

Tis but a dream 

To hold my hand

Tis but 

The greatest of dreams

To 

Listen and follow 

Into the Green Hollow

My marching 

Whistling

New Orleans bands

To a place

We can wait and pray

For tomorrow

Arm in Arm

Hand in hand

Baptized forever

To feel no sorrow

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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