(A tired voice whispers)
And so it ends
We are now silent strangers sat watching each other
Alone
On the midnight train
To our spiritual home
(C) Copyright John Duffy
Foundation of the piece.
Do you still see or are compelled to see, how an old flame is bearing?
Hey
You do know there is still so hope in your world
As time commences
Consolation in understanding
That regardless of how low you might be feeling
No matter the
Consequences of
Politics
Worldwide situations
Economies
Or misunderstandings
The Burning Eye of Heaven will still rise again tomorrow
Offering kind rays of rebirth
A new chance of freedom
To explore its wide open road on earth
To offer a sweet form of liberation
For at some point
We all need hope and salvation
To embrace its divine melodies and sensations
And to burn bridges to our once painful past
From old memories and experiences that may seem to linger and last
For your inner Continents of Contentment
Count on it
Or pain could still walk past
Smiling
So peel back those layers of self-doubts
Explore
Take your life and share your love to the broken
With your heart wide open
If all else fails
Here's a free gift
From I
To help you be born
Again
Masseen
The Shadow Queen from The Great Beyond
Light a white candle in silence
Feel the energy of the flame
Tune out your worlds noises of violence
And repeat three times to your God of choice
Oh, Lord!
Hear my prayer
For I am worthy
Show me guidance
Give me forgiveness
For I am worthy
Offer me a drink of strength from your spiritual cup
When things turn blue
For it's why
I always return to you
For you always in prayer
Make me feel worthy
Amen
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
(A lone voice whispers)
Don't forget me
My beloved Gabriella
For I'm where The Seraphim's
Now sing
For I've found a new seat in Heaven
A place I can slow down and say
I've found inner peace
After my soul's confession
To the Keeper of Keys
Peter
The Soul Reader
So don't weep for me
Don't cry yourself to sleep
With deep depression
For I still now wear our golden eternal wedding ring
Even though I watched you Watch me get buried
So I want you to rise each morning with a wide as a country mile smile
And strive to stay strong
For Time is but a slow wheel
A brief interlude into the throes of eternity
So know we'll meet again
Just on the other side
To carry on loving each other
In a new ride
Within a serene place
In The Great In-Between
Where Angels pass you smiling dressed in long cloaks of bright silver
Golden sleeves and halo's of white
In luscious fields of emerald green
For there is no more day or night
So wipe away those wet tears
I see on your beautiful face
Through this
My scrying mirror
For I'm not alone
Alexandria and William
My spirit guides
Are always with me
To welcome me home
Now I have no fear
And all that old pain which once plagued me
Has finally disappeared
And I'm no longer visually impaired
For I can see such astonishing things on the electromagnetic spectrum
That humans can never see
Things walking around you all
Unheard
I guess I must have been once good and not totally impure
For Jesus to have wiped my slate clean
When he gave me this new visiting card
To speak to you
So take your time coming
Enjoy what's left of your life
For I'll always be waiting
Within the swirling grey smoke you'll see
When you first arrive
Clears
For something may seem worse than some first feared
But I'll be there to hold your hand once again and wipe away your happy tears
But until then
Cling on to my memories
Those special ones you still hold dear
And I promise with the Lord as my witness
I'll wait patiently until you too appear
My beloved Gabriella
That beautiful young woman
Who I first met
Thirty years ago
Standing outside Billy's Bar
Dressed in white and blue
On 856 River Avenue
Enjoying the hot sun
In the Bronx
Somewhere in New York
On 10451
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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(A lone voice whispers)
I stood over her luscious form
Bathed by the cool glare of the Crying moon as
The Ancient Mother pretended to sleep but watched as she slept
Listened to her slow breathing and
Watched her twin mountains
Rise and fall underneath her white silken sheets
I knew
She did not know that I was there
For
She slept so innocently and soundly
That mysterious lover of mine
With the long crow black hair
Slowly I eased back the silken modesty protector
Gorged my hungry eyes on her sensual body
And witnessed once more
How
She was so beautiful under Mother Moon
The Ancient One
As she laid bathed in the pastel moonlight
Naked as the day she was born
And stepped into the light
I knew why I waited so long
To touch her
Fear she’d run
But courage was with me that night
Tentatively
I leaned over her majestic mountain peaks
And ran my soft tongue across her luscious lips
For a sweet taste of her soul
Her eyes
Even though closed
Fluttered and she muttered something so low
It was hardly audible
It was then
I knew
In that instant
I could cross
The hidden boundaries between us
From my world to hers in the physical
Because tonight everything was metaphysical
For with Mother Moons pagan blessings
Anything now was possible
I reached down and drew a heart shape
Upon her soft cheek
Then bent low and introduced
My luscious lips
To her mountain peaks as
Her breathing increased in tempo
I knew what I had to do
Before
The Ancient One
Bade me go
I ran my hard fingertips from the soft nape
Of her seductive neck to her ankle and back again and
As a faint aroma of
Almonds
Appeared from nowhere
As I looked down at her
My living breathing book
Filled with so many
Stories music and poetry
I silently thanked the Almighty
For answering all my nightly prayers
Running my tongue over my lips
As lightly as I could
I tasted ambrosia
So delicious
It made me feel so
Eager and amorous
I kept my eyes upon her face
My warrior princess with the long crow black hair
As I trailed my index finger as light as a feather across her hips
A groan of pleasure escaped her throat and crimson red lips
I marked her forehead in the sign of the cross
With wax from my white candle
I always carry
The Joining of Spirits potion
Given to me by Her
Who lives in a mysterious hut
Hidden from all
But the true seekers
Across the Pacific’s many deep oceans
I smiled in the darkness of the room
As I knew when she awoke
I would be with her forevermore
No longer dreaming for this is now real
I reached down and held her hand and
Drew
The sign of the cross in wax
On her soft skin
As I kissed her hard
I tasted sweet heaven and knowing that my Mark connected us deeper still
I knew she would always return
To me
In the longing hours
Even going against her own will
I watched her breathe me in deeply
As I seduced her mouth and
With a deep sigh
She started to cry
Don’t go
She whispered in my ear as
Her eyes suddenly opened
But Mother Moon had called me home
From that bedroom
And all I could do was savor Her taste
Her ambrosia
Knowing I would return and all
Her curves and desires
I will be granted the time I
Need
To truly consume
That was yesterday
I just left her with a simple line
I WILL RETURN
Copyright John Duffy
The Monologue of Saul
(A lone voice whispers)
Do people
Maybe even you
Who have ever been broken in two
By love
Sometimes sit wondering
What was I thinking of
Was I seduced by a dark dream from those hidden in the byways and half ways
In-between
By Pagan old kings
Jealous queens and their armies
Whispers of spells from their invisible lips
To see false things which might seem true
Only to drain
My love away
With every sweet touch and kiss
By gesturing old fingertips
From daybreak and into the awaiting night
For is to love
Just a sweet game of chance
To let the heart dance
The passionate Milonguero
To risk all
Even the fall
To sit one day
In silence
Wondering
Oh, why did I risk being cracked in two by love
Only to sit pondering
Like so many other broken in two souls
What was I thinking of
Was I seduced by a dark and dangerous dream
Linked to love
From those hidden in the byways and half ways
In-between
From below
Or above
By Pagan old kings
Jealous queens and their armies
Whispers
Creating spells from their invisible hungry lips
To drain away my love
With beckoning gestures
By old fingertips
As my heart silently yelled
Ringing an unheard
Red alarm bell
With every sweet touch and kiss
Inviting me
Like Dante Alighieri
Into an old hell
From daybreak and into the awaiting night
Mesmerized
Under pagan old kings and jealous queens
Spells
But deep down
I now know
As I go
To love
To live and love in any given moment
To taste any form of love
Might be a mystical game of chance
A chance to let the heart dance
The passionate Milonguero
To risk all even the fall
To sit one day wondering
For I now know
With experience
All beautiful things in sweet exchanges once lost
When each moment is remembered
Those sweet tranquil ones
That one still treasures
The most
To risk all and even if only the heart briefly dances
The passionate Milonguero
In the arms of love
Is always worth the cost
Even if you end up feeling
Used up
Lonely and lost
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Milonguero:
One example of the 5 different styles of dancing the Tango.
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(A lone voice whispers)
As a person, you must know
Deep down
You're part of one of the most spiritually
Illuminating
Literary movements there has ever been
A gift sent to you for self-expression from The Great In-Between
A means to pull down old towers with new or old siege hooks
Open closed doors
By maybe writing a blog or book
To walk through anthills and moors
Of poetic stanzas
To find who you really are
As you pause and really look
For above all things
Magic in poetry is real
A form of rebellion from the mundane
A resolution
A Bonanza
To push back boundaries in a form of grassroots resistance
To power and social control
To be able to purge the destructive nature of humanity and the need to share its beauty
To those watching on patrol
As they go
For you are so gifted
So never be afraid to share your Illumination of the soul
For someone somewhere
Always needs to be lifted
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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Press play.
(A lone female voice whispers)
Within these enticing words is a manifestation of magic from me
An incantation from my higher self
My spirit
For you to take to the crypt
Beyond all your eyes can ever see
Ven y quédate conmigo
For within these magical words,
I sign my secret name with this poetic invocation
Deeply
Into your hypothalamus
Sweetly
And
Slow
Ven y quédate conmigo
To unconsciously follow you
Like a Little Hobo
Everywhere you go
Ven y quédate conmigo
I've cast this now you've read it as our own individual spell to allow you
To carry me within your each and every breath
Until our deaths
Ven y quédate conmigo
So I can see you grow
From Spring to the last Winter's snow
From above and below
Ven y quédate conmigo
You’re inviting me in whether you know it or not
Ven y quédate conmigo
Admit our love
So this won't stop
Merge with me
So I can help carry you through any rain or tear drops
So say after me mentally as you read this
Ven y quédate conmigo
Come and stay with me
Xo
And I will come
With beating sounds of your heart's rhythmic drums
Ven y quédate conmigo
Come and stay with me
Xo
To be as one
Ven y quédate conmigo
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
(A lone voice whispers)
In a modern world drowning in sweet old white lies
Floating like golden leaves and fluttering like Monarch butterflies
In winter's silvery moonlight
Where green ivy grows and black coated crows
Embrace Mother Midnight
In Her blackest low hours
Beneath an Ash Tree
Somewhere near
Miraculous sounds
Summon lost souls
To appear in Dreamland
With such irresistible power
Like maybe you
Like me
By calls made by forest owls
And a white lone-wolf howl
Noises kissing the cold winters breeze like long-lost lovers
Sending out calls to all those who still
In the Old Ways
Believe
Crying out to be given life's new keys
To walk with others
Similar
By their side
And swear a secret oath
To Forests pagan call
In Dreamland
Underneath that Ash Tree
To provide
A sanctuary in hope
For those needing to cope
To show the lost
Fumbling in the dark
To try to be their guide
And in that celestial exchange of an unseen love
Leave a sigil in their heart
For kindness shown throughout years of service To helping others
Summoned to do so
By a strange call from Mother Midnight
Will forever pay
The Toll Keeper to Paradise
Your entrance fee
When you are eventually
Recalled.
For helping others who may have eaten
The poisonous fruit from humanities self destructive
tree
Called Annihilation
While lost in dark fields of self-gratification
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
(A lone voice whispers)
Owner of my thoughts
A woman who can be never bought
Beauty who sleeps in a white room
Deep in my soul
With a love that never grows old
Owner of soft hands to ravish to banish the winter's cold
A love song
Incarnated in flesh
With dark looks to haunt you
Until you are old
Oh how I love you so
And carry your picture
In my top pocket
Everywhere
I go
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
(A lone voice whispers)
In these dark times
Of bombs dropping
Keep your faith
As
Some politicians and countries
In hidden
Silence
Gather to
Pray for war and violence
In uneven lines
With a version of Caiphas
The dark priest
From the mythical Lost City of Dis
In The Far East
Praying the world
Tastes a Malebolge sour kiss
But what the sowers of scandal and their many followers
Of the Three-Headed Beast
Will soon know
They risk
Living by The Great Lake of Cocytus
Within the gateway to a soulless Judecca
Floating in the dark wells of fire and ice
To be with their God
Who pays with cursed gold
In the form of all you desire
Only to entrap those into sin
To burn
In the eternal fire
As the Great Battle
Continues
Into eternity
As the bombings
Begin
While angels
Of Light
Led by Archangel Michael
Slowly
Win
In long nights
So jeep your faith
For the Darkness
And its followers on crusade
Will soon
Fade
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
