. Poetry from The Great In-Between

Sunday, July 9, 2023

A Lovers Confession

 



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(A lone voice whispers.)


I'll never kneel to pray no more 


Because I won't idolize anyone this way

 Anymore.


I can't hold back my souvenirs of fears any longer


Though my tears still stain this grey uniform 


I restfully wear


As I continuously look for a new sanctuary to rest

So my soul can repair


I've got to take all those heartfelt condemnations


 With me


For with you 

I've smiled, shouted, and screamed in joy 


To last for a thousand years

Constantly pushed to live the illuminated man's

Hidden underground dream



But what I wouldn't do now

Just to be with you



I know I must neglect all those painful memories


 And try to go on and find the resilience I need


To let you go free

Just like a midnight lantern


Filled with good wishes and introduced into a New Year's Eve


Transformational Nights' sky

To fly so high



To step away and shut that badly worn door


And let my existence go on like Adam


Who once loved Lilith 

Prior to Eve


Before they went outside the Greatest of All Gardens 


And all his first love for her

He silently always grieved


Would we be better off 

if I had pulled all my barriers down


And let you in so totally

To climb in all my hidden tributaries, and swim


Maybe, but I reckon we'll never know


So I'll let go of my metaphysical claim on you


But you may call down someday in the near future unknown


In the falling rain or snow


For this painful love we once beautifully shared


Will keep us safe throughout the blinding of the heart


The silence in the mind


For this love, we once experienced in the darkness 

Beyond the light


Will go through a new phase of rediscovering


Rewriting our tragic love story 

Like a modern-day Fyodor Dostoevsky


For humanity is sometimes incredibly


And intensely in love with all forms of suffering


And love in action is occasionally a brutal and tragic commodity


Whenever and forever described in relation to true love


As if in poetry or wishful dreams


For a love of any kind is never low key.........

(C)

Copyright John Duffy 


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Saturday, July 8, 2023

The Monologue of Samuel Carlsen

 







(A lone voice whispers.)


It's all mythical

And true love is a miracle


This I've found

After opening one or two lyrical doorways 


Within this underground maze 

Within my mind


For unconditional silent prayers 


Seeking

Needing and pleading for it


Soft prayers

Carried gently upwards

 Like Autumn leaves 


Into the midnight breeze

With such ease


Ephemeral but eternally spiritual


Through embedded emotions

Within every little notion


Is it why in this endless smokey darkness


I still dance

The Dance of Memoriae Aeternae


As invisible butterflies

Circle


Whispering her secret colorful name


Like hungry flames 

In the fading moonlight


Licking and

kissing my hard skin


Landing and

Lying in wait


For that transitional universal moment 


When I surrender myself to the past


Through these starlight filters

That always last


For I'm an untamed wild spirit  


Bathing in surreptitious

originality


For I've endured the conception and cessation of light and love

In endless dark  


Seen sharpened knives 

Hidden in poetic words


Watched my heaven and earth being summoned to turn to ash 


But as the burning seeds of chaos grew


I turned to you

Jesu


For much has been outgrown

And this you've shown







(A lone voice sings.)


Oh 

Holy wisdom


Oh 

Holy wisdom


Show me

Thy kingdom 


Thy kingdom

So bright


So I can be

I can be


Drawn to thee 

Drawn to thee


Tonight


Tonight 


Lift my soul 

Lift my soul


To new heights

To new heights


Tonight 


Amen


(C)

Copyright

John Duffy


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Friday, July 7, 2023

Need some inspiration


 Do you ever feel used and abused


By ungrateful people 

With low-level views


Fools

Riding

On high horses


As you work yourself 

Slowly 


Into a hearse


Sometimes 

Things have to change


Or only your old work clothes

Will remain


And that favorite piece of jewelry 

Which you wore with such pride


And loved to be seen


So step back from the brink

Because once you're here


In The Great In-Between


There's no going back

No repeats


Just you feeling defeated 

In this low devilish heat


So live life

But


Love

Share

And care


And maybe 


Just maybe

Good luck and favor


Like a lifesaver


Will follow you

Everywhere you go


Like Christ


Our beloved

Redeemer and Savior


The ultimate 

Second shadow 


(C)

Copyright

John Duffy


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Thursday, July 6, 2023

The Divorcee


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Salute 


Although you left me 

One night for another 

 

Leaving me forever to sit alone in the dark


Castaway to wander lonely streets

Always forsaken and painfully apart


Even though your golden wedding ring 

Still adorns my fourth finger

 


And tendrils of our beloved treasured memories 

Still linger


Despite through stealing the heart 

Of a younger stranger

 

 And you left me 

 Heartbroken 


 Feeling rejected 

 Like an adolescent teenager


Mea Culpa

It was all my fault


I just foolishly loved you 

Too much


(C)

Copyright John Duffy


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Tuesday, July 4, 2023

The Visitation


Like a heart's favorite childhood melody 


She appeared to me


Walking harmoniously

Like Lady Serenity 


Straight out of the ever-moving shadows of the fading lights


As blue clouds parted 

As if asked by Moses 


In dark skies 

Upon the stroke of midnight 


All she asks for 

She said


With her bright eyes glistening 

Like cherry diamonds  


Is loyalty

Faith and belief in something greater


Something good 


No man or beast 

Can ever deny as their time 


Flies by

If they could 


Her opulence and grace 

Lit up my face 


Like a New Year's Eve firework

When she appeared at my staying place


And if she's feeling kind 

And kisses you 


On your cheek 

Like she did mine


So gently

With a candy-sweet smile  


That glows with tints of sparkling eloquence and extreme obsession


That's so deliciously elegant 


You'll feel a subtle transference of magical energy 


A synergy of goodness and kindness 


Tied up in a purple bow 


That will follow you 

Like a lucky rainbow 


Everywhere 

You go


Have you too 

Seen this elemental testament  


To spiritual redevelopment 

Yet


For know this 

If you haven't 


Angels do appear 

Every day 


To the mournful guilty or truly innocent 


Of just those in need


To try to answer prayers 

Which are heaven sent 


For prayers 

Sent up to the clouds 

Like seeds


Must be opened and answered 

In time 

And never declined 


To try to stop the torture and torment 


In someone's poor mind

 

So this July 

Find some time 

And who knows 


The Angel who looks like Lady Serenity 

Could appear  


And give you a gift of her red rose


To carry forever 

No matter where your life 

Goes 


From here now

Even into the depths of eternity


To shine a bright light

To push back corruption's

Dark shadows


In these unruly days

Governed by The Archduchy


And secret societies spellbound by ungodly uncertainties

Working feverishly behind the scenes 


To bring down 

All countries


By placing an ominous crown

On a New World Order


King or Queen


(C)

Copyright John Duffy 


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Monday, July 3, 2023

Goddess Sensualitas


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Goddess Sensualitas


(A lone voice whispers.)



Her name speaks of such sensuous devious mysteries 

Not just one Name
But a thousand 

Conjured and
Repeated 

Sometimes carelessly 

By so many 
Down throughout history

She is wet dangerous lips 
On dark nights 

Sharp black fingernails 
In fading Moonlight 

Light and dark energy 
Intermixed 

That never fails to revive
The heat 

Lonely hearts need 
To breathe to survive

The temptation in new and old bodies and souls

The right in the wrong 

That tempts you 
Foolishly into dancing along 

The sweet satisfying afterglow 

Of sated souls engaged in symbiotic flow

The supernatural aura that surrounds us

When we chase
Her sweet embrace


When we finally reach first base

And taste her
In a kiss 

On a sweet face


A heart and home 
without which

We would not exist

For 
She is the Great Mother 

The source code 
Between all fluctuating states

The Authority from so High Above

Which lust and love springs 
From a fourth-dimensional 

Intergalactic space 

And the alabaster sink 
To which all life returns 

When it's run 
And earned 

All it needs to learn

In this
The greatest of all mortal races

Ladies and gentleman 

I present Sensualitas



A divine gift of such 
Sensuality

I can only hope and pray
You enjoy 

While your lifes flame
Still burns

(C)
Copyright John Duffy 


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Salute.

Sunday, July 2, 2023

Memories



With abandonment

(5)

We love totally blinded

(7)

To live forever 

(5)


(C)

Copyright John Duffy


Some relationships just mysteriously happen. 


But whatever the consequences, do you ever really forget them?

Salute.


A senryu must be exactly 3 lines.


Like a Haiku, a senryu must follow the 5-7-5 format:


The first line must have 5 syllables.


The second line must have 7 syllables.


The third line must have 5 syllables.


A senryu focuses on humans and usually contains irony.


It usually focuses on human nature.


It is not written about nature or the seasons.


A senryu does not have to rhyme.

My new sidekick


How I relax away from work and writing.


With my Serbian Dobermann. 

Bingoline Dax, but now known as Loki.


I asked and the universe answered. 

Such a lovely soul.

Salute.

The Fire Girl


(A warm voice whispers)
  

Salut Soldat (Hey soldier)


Jeremiah says it's soon your time and I should visit to prepare you to cross over


So here I am


Please forget the past for it will haunt you into all
Eternity 

In here

For when the grey smoke came

When you fell asleep while on sentry duty in Forty-Three 


With Billy Boy and Henry


While you all guarded that old hospital in war-torn France


For the Resistance and me


Drunk on moonshine while smoking 


I just held onto a soft hand as it suddenly appeared 

With a whisper saying


Sylvia

It's time to meet me

Your guardian 

Angel Jeremiah


As I started choking when all the German bombs started exploding


But don't forget me 

After all these years


For even though now my time is done


It's you

I still see


I miss you, so never feel guilty

And I'll always wait for you 


Standing here by this

Eternal Holy Sea


Sleep now 

My love

For I'll just return


Tomorrow morning at six am when it's time


So we can share a new dream of a beautiful place where we first met


A unique place where we'll  both hold hands like we once used to do in Calais

 

Before life killed me and we can once more walk on soft yellow beaches


As far as the Astral Eyes can see


(C)

Copyright John Duffy


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Saturday, July 1, 2023

Diana's Advice

 


 My visitor

Someone called Diana has whispered this tale as I relax. 

Is she one of my visitors tonight? 

Tonight's channeling. 


Sometimes

You've just got to say goodbye to old ways and try to heal raw opened emotional sores


It may feel like you've been through the wars but everybody has their flaws


Some may choose to hide it so well 


And smile and put on a favorite well-loved mask

And some don't 


Some may say strange things in tempestuous moments of heat as they sharpen their claws


And some may say nothing at all but just think it


For people are just human after all

Misfits in the grandest of schemes 


Wandering around like lost little children 


After they have been given a life's spiritual work permit 


But you know 

I've already lived five times in 6 hundred years 


Lived

Loved and cried so many wet tears


Now I've returned for the seventh


And here's what I know

As I return from a short stint in heaven 


Life and all its emotional connections are simply explained in two lines of poetry 


Which is written in bold italics in God's eternal archives 


Want to know what it is

It's simply 


Do the best with your time before you die 

And you too might come back for another short while 

(C)

Copyright John Duffy 


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Merry Christmas