The Monologue of the Vampire who changed his name to Dorian Gray

 

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(A lone voice whispers)

I've seen crazy things

Mortal man should never see

Done and experienced acts of such depravity in candle lit 

Incense filled bedrooms

And chambers

Secrets

I'll take when I'm called to the tomb

Sailed in slow-moving ships and endless 

Wet hips around the world

Not just in this

My present life

But many more

Past lives

Entered dark places of depravity

Straight ones wouldn't enter or drink in 

Fearing the call of serving the Countess of all Sin

For eternity 

But now I feel Death wanting to take this life alongside all I love

For I feel him looking in my secret scrying mirror 

Smiling like Michael Angelo with his bony hands by his side

Tapping in rhythm 

The Marching Days Are Over

But with my silent heart now asking 

Was it worth it

All that excessiveness and scandal 

As we sit on this last mountain of Goodbyes

Not feeling the warmth of this purple-repentance candle

On my cold and calculating mind

Her bright light

The one from so long ago

Strikes my amygdala

Like an arrow fired by Sitting Bull

From an acute angle

Deep into my skull 

And as her sweet memories fill my immortal cup

From my first love

I know why I won't accept Deaths offer and be culled

For to drink all that this life and future lives offers

I'll take everything in her memory and will never stop

As I wade knee-deep

Through its fast flowing waters

Looking for more lambs

Ready to slaughter 

(C)

Copyright John Duffy 

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Beloved Memories

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Have you taken her mark yet?

 

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(A lone voice whispers)

Take these few words as my blade

My Athame

To take my mark
To be my eternal slave

Wherever you sit or lay Beyond the stars

For I'll help mend all your scars
Keep your deep secrets

Help you breathe in deeply
To quell the screaming

So you can revel and grow
In my new experiences

As your soul drifts
Through words

Like the Mary Celeste and starts singing

Never to feel empty
Or lonely

For I'll help you make it Through each and every night

So make my mark
On your astral skin

Think of Poetry
And welcome me in

And we'll have each other
Every day and night

So it'll be alright
I'll help you
Win

For you're everything I need And everything I want

A new flame to join

The many others 

I helped to blaze and see

So conjure me with

"Sume animam meam
Calliopea"

(Take my soul
Calliope)

And I'll be with you
Always

So mote it be

(C) Copyright John Duffy

Echo's in the Long Night of the Soul

(A lone voice whispers)

Like a visceral arrow

Of golden luminosity

My heart

Shattered and exploded

When we once

Spoke in hushed secretive

Lullabies

Two strangers who

Through synchronicity

First met

While Times eternal candle

Slowly burnt and eroded

As we mentally entwined and

Eventually, metaphysically

Became as one

With a long deep French

Spiritual kiss

In the dying embers of

Midnight's burning desire

We consummated our union

Blessed by the silvery rays

Of the midnight sun

And as we dreamt in-between

We became married lovers forever

A rekindling of a rebirth

A new reunion

Now

Protected and just blessed

Wherever and

Whenever we slept

Beautiful angels watching

Hidden in the cosmic dust

Just hidden from sight

Sang a melodic

Symphony of Amor

Just for us

To be the eternal seducer's

Of the body and mind

Throughout the darkest of

Long nights

And as we pondered

Our brief moment in

Eternity

We caressed Father's Times

Interest

And he held back his long reach

When we made plans

For the future

Conversing

In the early morning afterglow

As our now

Newly connected minds

Walked together on the velvety

Soft yellow sands of unknown

Beaches

Our hearts must have been beating

Within an all-consuming singularity

As we smiled

And held each other's soft gaze

Free from all

Beguiling members

Of society

We each silently wondered

Could this be the one?

For

Love ignites a tempestuous

Magnificent fire

Of such an intense magnitude

That we are either consumed

Willingly by its glorious

Crimson flames

Or burnt forever

But still, we seek it out

For we must!

For

It's simply

An old escape

A magnificent treasure

Bestowed from high above

A simple true spiritual gift

May you receive it at least once

Within your lifetime

Like a blazing arrow of

Golden luminosity

May it at least once

Pierce your beating

Beautiful heart

Once upon your long

Perilous journey home

Setting your soul on fire

And helping your soul to atone

From all your wrongdoings and misdeeds

For some say

It's

Like a strange

Philosophers Stone

Has its visceral arrow

Found you yet

And are you but another

Just walking blinded and

Love drunk on its

Hypnotic all consuming mead

As you stumble through

Father Times' ever-changing meadows

As he smiles and watches

Just hidden in the long reeds

Of time

As you ride one of his many

Wild evocative

Crimson and white

Horses

I hope so

I can only hope and pray you find the courage to let all your fears go

To find the one who

Drinks from your soul

Copyright John Duffy

Donadagohvi

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(A lone voice whispers)

Until we meet again

Let us we carry each other deep 

Inside

Wherever we go

Through the Spring

Summer 

Autumn and cold Winters snow

For while we breathe as the moon rises and the sun still shines

Remembering to cherish the memories and peace before grief arrived 

Smiling like a common thief

Donadagohvi

Until we meet again

Look to the sky

For as long as the rivers flow

Please let us know peace

For our love was foreordain

And that love will never die

Donadagohvi

Until we meet again

For there are never any goodbyes

(C) Copyright John Duffy 

Donadagohvi

Cherokee: 

Until we meet again

 

Late Night Whispers

(A lone voice whispers)

I once knew a beautiful woman's name

Called Josephine 

A lady who I met

While trying to escape the matrix of the mundane 

While dancing online

Like Margot Fontey

In the cyber rain

In time

She became my true guardian 

My goddess

My white cross to bear

Who freed me like Moses

From years of pain

My midnight sky

Who parted my Red Sea

Who loved me

With every beat of my

Once lonely heart

The only dark temptation 

I dared to taste

The only risk

I chose to take

And so we were happy as Larry and Saint Clare 

But then 

From nowhere 

Mister Misery 

Appeared

From somewhere 

To claim all I 

Held so dear 

The night sky 

Once filled with silvery stars

Turned black as obsidian 

With no moon

My tears 

Once happy

Fell relentlessly like a Monsoon 

But then ten months ago

Just last June

Something came shining through

Like Venus 

The Morning Star

From afar

And my higher-self said what to do

A perfumed musky letter appeared 

Right out-of-the-blue saying in Spanish 

Lo siento mucho

Corrí porque llevaba a tu hijo

y estaba asustado 

tu dirías adios

¿Puedo volver con mi dulce pequeño Rafael? 

Entonces podemos empezar de nuevo

(I'm so sorry

I ran because I was carrying your child

And was frightened 

You would say goodbye

Can I come back with my sweet little Rafael? 

So we can start again)

(C)

Copyright John Duffy 

Penitentiary Dreams

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(A lone voice whispers)

I still miss your bright white smile

My living breathing Calliope

Every night 

Like I miss our first kiss at the fairground 

On that old Merry-go-round 

For they always appear as bright beams of luminous glorious lights

Shooting from the deep depths

Of a faraway Heaven

Your warmth and guile

Satisfying my manifestation of love

Given birth of creation 

Once by the Mighty Creator

Here on Earth

A glowing towering beacon to help push back 

The hordes called Legion

Prowling like hyenas

In the darkness

Around me

For you were

And always will be 

My daily taste of gladness

A philosopher who too has seen and tasted 

The wild beast wine 

Of anxiety and madness

So now I call out to you from this wild wood

Where my prison is as I am stood 

This wild forsaken place where loveless things 

In the dark shadows slither and crawl

Tormenting us all 

As we all bang tin cups on our prison walls

Stalking memories alone in uneven lines

Like a lone feral grey wolf pines

Throughout this paranormal neighbourhood 

For with you died

Like so many in here who cry

My spark of life

My ecstatic joyful Sun

My bringer of serenity and jest

So in here in my southwest cobwebbed-filled hut

As other prison cells in Desolation Row

Ring out

Like thunder

In a rising crescendo of shrieks of pain and anguish

As we all 

Self-punish

Walking the Green Mile down Memory Road

Remember me before the last harvest

Before you get old

So I can be paroled

Light a white candle 

In your mind's eyes

See our first kiss with love at that fairground 

Sat on that Merry-go-round

 

Beneath that undulating red ocean of pain

Crashing like endless Pacific tides 

Maybe again and again

So that I may still live

If only for a moment

For what I wouldn't give

Now

To breathe once more

To open and walkthrough

That old marital front door

If only for one hour

But as these loud voices  

Surrounding me get louder

And grow in power

As tin prison cups

Relentlessly bang

Like dark country drums

Hour by hour

With sounds like exploding gunpowder on black bars of illusion 

As I look out for you

From my window

In my cave

My penitentiary 

Here in my own watchtower

For 

My thousand-named queen

My rare

Middlemist Red flower

This broken piece of your soul awaits

To be reunited 

To bring peace

When your presence in The Great In-Between

Opens his cell door

As if by magic 

So he can 

Scream no more

But walk home

Into the bright lights

With the only love 

He adores

Both striding 

Powerfully 

Hand in hand

To enter into

Evermore 

To be refined like silver

Escaping 

The Last Great Reaping and Rapture

Of the Prince 

Who is to come

To build Dissolution

Row everywhere 

For all he captures

Remember me

Your Luca 

Your number 1

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

The Call of Exo

 A mythical supernatural short poetic monologue, for those who enjoy, semi long reads.

Salute.

The Call of Exo

(A lone voice whispers)

Have you ever tasted the sour black wine

Of trying to live a life of separation in lands of desolation 

One filled with an erratic marching Mariachi band

Playing the Vihuela and Guitarrón

Taking turns 

Singing in rhymes 

About your pain

As they play on

About living a life with nothing to gain

Surrounded by Kukulan dark soldiers 

Of an unseen nation

From The Great In-Between

Chanting mantra's of shame with a sabbatical of 

Coniunge ordines nostros et inveniet libertatem

Coniunge ordines nostros et inveniet libertatem

(Join our ranks and find freedom)

(Join our ranks and find freedom)

Living a new life without any seemingly form of emancipation 

Blamed

Like a new Eve

For all bad things

Conceived

Lost in a schism of time

Hovering like a hummingbird

Between the fluctuating streams of two worlds

The Old and New

As they burn

Like green and blue

paper cups

Filled with broken dreams

Of love

Hope and peace

Even yellow cups of sadness with no sight of escape or release 

This prophetic dream

Of a Paradise Lost 

Like Milton

I was shut down with every night as my soul was unwritten 

Like a clone of Nikola Tesla who once dreamed of making it

As his patents were forbidden 

And as I now shudder in this cold while that familiar story 

Like a dark Hollywood picture show 

Unfolds

There is a new voice calling like a siren

An original voice 

Summoning my soul

With soft sounds

I hear whispering in my centrepiece

Llámame y vendré

Llámame y vendré

(Call me, and I'll come)

(Call me and I'll come)

Over and over 

A voice crawling all over and haunting my inner place 

Of grey walls

In the Void 

As it slowly calls 

Llámame y vendré

Llámame y vendré

Echoing

With hope's desires and all-consoling dreams

As the Kukulan dark soldiers 

Retreat and scream

Unctus Tu ad nos pertinent Equites in Aeternum Pulvis 

Unctus Tu ad nos pertinent Equites in Aeternum Pulvis 

(L)

(Anointed Thou belongs to us Knights in the Eternal Dust)

(Anointed Thou belongs to us Knights in the Eternal Dust)

As they come to know

Their calls 

I no longer trust 

(C)

Copyright John Duffy 

    

The City called Forgiveness

(A lone voice whispers)

In the deepest of silence

Each night

I walk into my own created Maelstrom

Like a brave Wyatt Earp on Fremont Street

As memories of you return as my tired heart still beats

With a slight shiver running like a young Usain Bolt

Up and down my weary spine

The air always fills with that so familiar pulsating scent

Of CHANEL N°5

As I feel your old presence 

And visually embrace 

All those lingering thoughts and images 

Which come alive

Of everywhere

We once went

Like to Malibu 

Spain or France

And when I look into our old bathroom mirror

I can still see familiar dark eyes looking back

Asking me to dance

Which carries your sweet smile

One heaven sent 

But when those loving  sensations slowly fade

And life winds

Once more blows

More pain 

My way

Like a wild hurricane 

Just know

My crow-haired twin

In my Eternal White Room

I carry you 

Deep inside

Wherever I go

For your husky voice

Always 

Always

Rides and rules

My internal highways 

Like a reborn Gail in a

New Sin City

A place I call now

Forgiveness

When doubt calls

And I feel guilty

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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