The Monologue of the Survivor

 A piece for those trying to smile 

While walking 

The longest of miles 

Does it resonate?

Salute.

Title:

 

The Monologue of the Survivor 

(A lone voice whispers)

I have loved my life

Called it a thousand names

As I fought through pain

All its gifts are mine

They all reside deep inside

For

I'm illuminated

I feel everything around and within me

Even when I’m defeated

I feel sacred

I bathe in the perpetual glow

Of a glorious sun

But no matter how far I wonder

No matter how far I run

My inner sun

Holds treasures for the soul

The more I give

The more I feel whole

Although I change

Physically

Every seven years

I'm indomitable

I study the splendour of my life

I celebrate the joys and pains

For my faith

Is formidable

Stranded to rhythms and

outrageous patterns of chaos

I materialize to create my own cosmos

With

Divine symmetry

Between my powers

Of inspiration and sensation

This wild life is simply my own seance

I desire the paths I walk

The side roads

Streets and byroads

Filled with newer experiences and faces

Thrill me

I offer compassionate and benevolence

To all in need

I control the Achilles' heels

Within my world

For its fears

Are irrelevant

I celebrate in the curative power of pleasure

I satisfy my hunger within its revered well

I initiate the deep free dive

To impenetrable depths

To find my blazing strength

Flowing from my crux to create new worlds

As my guardian angels wept

Love and Laughter 

Elevate me

I hail from paradise to create my sanctuary

To pay tribute to my true spirit

For its inner beauty is beyond compare

Writing

Poetry

Singing and smiling

For

I'm an original

Simply surviving

Copyright John Duffy

The Call of The Ala--Kai

We burn
This

Rare and
Expensive DMT infused incense

Throughout all our inner temples

Here
In Tulsa
Oklahoma

To see with new
Eyes
Wide open

All Hidden
In-between

Here to the faint heartbeats

Controlled by the medulla oblongata

In the broken
Frequencies of Green

Come to us
Our Winter's Queen

From The
Frey Void

To speak
From Lands of Swirling Smoke

Above this
World's noise

Announce
Yourself

With music of pipe and ringing golden bells

As watching
Spirits

In shadow coats
Gather and Yell

Praise us
With your divine wisdom

To the beat
Of our higher self's
Drums

Ignite a furious flame
Within us

So we can

Dance in fever
And wildly run

We
Your blessed
Children

The Ala--Kai

Counting down
These Aquarius Days

In this Great Play

Of newer portals
And ancient ways

To be opened
Or reopened

So this incense

We light
Tonight

Throughout

This
Mid
September cold night

To tempt you
To call and stay

And walk

From In-Between
Spaces
Of fractured dreams

As we summon you
To learn

So appear now
We beseech

Goddess Diana

To reach
And teach

As these midnight candles
Burn

So mote it be
From all in-between

So mote it be

(C)
Copyright John Duffy

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Mirroring from the Abyss

Title:

Mirroring from the Abyss 

(A lone voice whispers)

Am I the sacred answers you seek

Could I but be your own embodiment

of a perverse heaven or hell

Some say I’m the sweet lullaby dark angels sing

A sonnet of damnation or intense pleasure for the soul

Am I but the luscious green garden

everyone wishes to walk through

Before they leave this land to trespass to who knows

My weapons have started and ended wars

Am I but the all-consuming knife

To pierce the hearts and lonely minds

Of those who just linger lost below the long shadows

And seeking something

to reignite their light

I have been called the life-force of all creatures

Untamed or just broken

Ancient woodland groves sing pagan songs of me 

In the darkness

My names are many but only one really remains

I live to visit shamefully darkly lit places

And opulent palaces of loquacious words of sin

Bedrooms

Woods and hotel rooms

Still carry the scent of my many visits

They all pray for my return

Am I but the dark sustenance your soul needs

For once you are firmly within my grasp

I will own you for all your days and nights

For once you’ve tasted my sweet liquor

I’ll always own you as long as your light flickers

For I am the new Adam or old Eve

Forever stalking your Gardens of Creation

I walk through all countries

and my name is carried on the lips

Of the seduced within every nation

I am the glimmer

whilst lost in the darkness

And the temptations of the Black Sun

The giver of reconciliation of the soul

And knife edge which you may perpetually balance

Do you know my name yet

I'm simply the two edge sword bestowed to all living creatures from above

My name is simply.......................Love

(C)

Copyright John Duffy 

 

Whispers In The Dark

(A lone voice whispers)

Through
Ayahuasca induced
Deep dreams

In the dark Amazonian
Jungles

I remembered this being
Before I was born

In a place
Un-walked
By humans

Beyond time and space

An angelic being

Magisterial named
Phestomilee

Whispered
In my ear

Transferring her ethereal
Energies deep within me

You my son

Will regal the world
With the unfurling of
The many layers of your soul

Teardrops of poetic prose

Shall fall silently from your soft tender lips

As you embrace the many quills

Of vocabulary and write
Through

Lit and illuminated

Overflowing within its grips
Of its ever ensuing quips

You are now blessed forever
To narrate stories

To
Shine a light in the shadows

Of the reader's inquisitive minds

And
With this pre-conception whisper

I shall follow and guide
You through time

If you ever meet fellow kindred Spirits souls

I have previously echoed this Sacred Sentiment

Before they too were born

Remember it's simply me
Sounding my poetic horn

For

There

In their communities
You shall find yourself home

Amongst friends
When you are eventually born

So be it
She whispered

A silent symbolic spell
I now pass on

As once midnight skies
Turn turquoise blue

Is that why I
Know you

And you now
Know me

Have you too
Been whispered to

By Phestomilee?

Copyright John Duffy

 I still searched for you

Throughout endless falling rain

My mind still screaming

Will I ever see my queen

Or are you gone forever

(C)

Copyright John Duffy 

(Tanka)

The tanka is a thirty-one-syllable poem, traditionally written in a single unbroken line. A form of waka, Japanese song or verse, tanka translates as “short song,” and is better known in its five-line, 5/7/5/7/7 syllable count form.

Resurrection

(A lone voice whispers)

Is Love

Like ethereal raindrops

Tumbling from a hot

Unseen spiritual sky 

When you least expect it

Does it

Reveal itself

When

Two kingdoms suddenly

Clash and collide

Mundane worlds

Imploding and

Unravelling

Given birth

Beneath

Infinite clouds of clandestine

Assignations

Can

Our happiness

Smiles and lamentations

Sometimes

Drown

Swept up

Within its dark sea's of

Astounding

Revelations

But do we crave

Love to still

Get wet

To bathe

Within its

Stimulating waters

Of repudiation

Or Salvation

All the while

Embracing

Its rough spiritual fingers

Of life changing

Rehabilitation

To heal our old ways

And painful memories 

Forget

Copyright John Duffy 

Astral Whispers

 Astral Whispers

(A lone voice whispers)

Although your beauty may fade with age

Although the shadows may slowly appear

Although your smiles may diminish in numbers

Although your inner sun

May have ebbed and lost its shine

Although I may not say it often

Although my mind may be elsewhere

Lift up your tired heart and relight your fires

Erase the numbers to regain the sharpness

Ignore the changes

Although you may think you've lost your inner shine

Carry this wondrous prose just deep within that beautiful mind

A simple thought I just send

Hold my hand for I'm glad you're still mine

Surreptitiously beyond the greyest of skies

For I am yours beyond what people say and conspire

Here I still stand with glazed eyes lit

Lips pursed looking for my own loving nurse

To ignite my fires

For I breathe in your shadows

I walk in your footsteps just craving your tears as surely as the Lord wept

May you always be mine my divine gift

Whose Love bestows my life with so much happiness and bliss

For if you leave me

Inside you leave me to slowly wither and die

It's why I follow

For I bring 

Catharsis 

A gift

To keep your eyes

Lit

(C)

Copyright John Duffy 

The Mystic

 Title:

The Mystic 

(A lone voice whispers)

Some say

I have a gift 

A supernatural trick 

But for the profane

It's quite simple to explain 

You see 

My bloodline is infused 

By a thousand generations 

Of magical conjurers 

From beyond 

The Lands of Kush 

From the deepest parts of the unexplored African Bush

And it's not your fault you're being drawn to me

It's because I called to you 

Over land

Moor or 

Sea 

Like one of my bloodline many Mages 

To come 

Calling 

So 

Run wild 

Over all of your life's wild woods

To reach my secret mountain glade

Called The Nexus 

Hidden here in these words

To be perused and understood

Come to see the tapestries of your destiny 

As I stand chanting in my circle of salt

Sending out poetic spells to enchant you each night

  

Like loyal soldiers

Standing to attention 

On parade 

Like John Gault

For I know 

You feel lost

And alone

Even when you prayed

For a cure 

Like it's your right 

By de jure

For something's are beyond your control 

And that isn't your fault 

So just know I still wait in these dark woods

Just hidden in the half light

In the shade

Will you surrender to curiosity and come see

Me

Willingly by hook or crook

On foot

For I will show you 

A new transcendental spiritual temple

Sights to transform your mind

Let you use its white altar to absolve all your fears

Do you wish to enter into my Red Church

At the core of the Nexus 

Like a king or queen 

To see your general 

To be baptized and ordained

Will you walk through the

gray clouds of gray smoke that chokes

In your world 

Past those enticing fires

surrounded by temptations many enticing liars

To finally cross the great wet yellow sands and swim through the dark waters

To reach my mountains' woodland glade

Where you can finally dance freely

Amongst the deadly nightshade

And face the rise of the Full Winter's Moon

Totally unafraid

To exchange Sacred Prose

As our soul's manifestos

What says you

Are you coming through 

Copyright John Duffy 

Can you remember your first time?

Press play.
 

The Love letter to Arabella

Foundation of the piece.

Does anyone write love letters anymore?

Have you?

Title:

The Love letter to Arabella

My love

Read this 

My life's only request

For you're a beautiful reflection 

Of a magnificent deep blue ocean 

Your blue eyes 

Are an emotional sanctuary 

In a world of crazy debauchery 

For with you by my side 

Like my spirit guide in flesh

I must confess  

You always make me feel blessed and the world around us

Look so much better

With that incredible light

You possess 

 (C)

Copyright John Duffy 

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