The Seducer

Running your soft hands up

And down my

Warrior’s hard dark

Chocolate skin

 

You gently pulled me in

 

To

Bathe forever in deep pools

Of visceral emotions

In the forbidden darkness

 

Of irresistible pleasure beyond measure

 

 

The circle of Shadow People

Surrounding us

 

 Watched in

Green envy

By red candlelight

 

As I claimed you

With a secretive anointing of a

Rekindling of two lost souls

 

As mine forever

 

Lightning

Struck on the timeless stroke of midnight

And I followed willingly and

Wantonly in unison

 

As the wet rain poured down

On that old hotel's box

White painted windows

 

I saw it in your fevered opulent eyes

As exquisite sensuous deep pleasure

Entered your inner realms

And kingdoms

 

And as you smiled

I saw

 

That unconscious greed

For an unadulterated unexplored passion

 

That old yearning for newfound

World's golden kaleidoscopes

 

Of intense pleasure

And the overwhelming urges to just......escape

 

That I

Alone can truly express

That I alone

To you can really give

 

Now as you lay

Once more before me

 Totally vulnerable on that

Sweet bed of red Roses

 

And you begin to take off that red dress

And high heels

 

Are you really ready

 

 

To step willingly

Naked and waist-deep

In deep emotions of otherworldly sins

 

To

Look me deep in the eyes

And all your dark fantasies confess

 

For I am One of the Unspoken Mages

One of

The Masters of all In-between

 

I can see you now

As you read this

 

And listen to your whispered lines

As you revel in this newfound bliss

 

Just hidden beyond all that blue ocean

And those snow-covered mountains

 

Where I type to you

Just hidden and unseen

 

 

For you know

I can take you wherever you want to go

And you know deep inside

What is to come

 

You have been caught spiritually

 

To never again run

But to sink slowly in new rivers of

Molten gold

 

A new world unexplored world

To review

 

In treasures of just you and me

Priceless memories

 

To ignite your soul

Whenever you feel cold....

Copyright John Duffy

If True Love could Speak

 

(A lone voice whispers)

Dear reader

One day

My love

I will appear like a ghost in the night

A shadow in the twilight to ask 

With a soft whisper from The Great In-Between

As you sit surrounded by many old photographs of those you love

Looking outside at life as it casually strolls by

Do you ever still think of us

Me and your own anointed love

After all these years have passed

Now we've both disappeared back into the swirling grey mists of whence 

We both once came

Do you ever dream of soft lips 

You wish you could still kiss

Would a taste of us

Your once unquenchable need and souls only joy

Satisfy your endless greed

Or would it cause you to burn even more

For to know me is to open up the souls one true door

To one day be prepared to cherish painful memories and suffering

To run wild like a raindrop 

Through loves green fields and lay wet in sweet nights filled with such salvation

For memories are all that's left 

When Death suddenly comes calling 

And leaves you all alone 

Sitting in Griefs neverending falling rain

Are you willing to take that risk

If so

Take my hand so we can look for that special someone together

Or are we already lifelong friends 

Just waiting for that spectacular day 

Until we all meet again when it's your end

And tears stop falling and we are all reborn

In a new place where there is no griefs rain

For there is no weather 

And we can all be together forever

Copyright John Duffy

The Phthirius of Mankind

Like the Raven

I watch from a distance

Hiding and watching like a young Tiberius

The delirious colourful explosions of life 

Love and death 

And all its neverending cascade of voluptuous light and dark energy 

That surrounds the newly-initiated

It is then I announce my presence in the Astral World 

To their higher self

Nice to meet you

I'm Mister Experience but you can call me

The Phthirius

The emotional vampire of Mankind 

Copyright John Duffy 

The Deathless Gods

 

A whisper from a deep lucid dream, filled with darkness and pain.

(A lone voice whispers)

You 

All the abandoned offspring of the Khloris

Lost souls caught in the spinning vortex of the Universal Principals

Doomed and baptised at birth 

To blindly chase love sex greed

 

Money and power as the unforgiving winds of yesteryear 

Blow into the new pages of tomorrow 

Where nothing seems to change 

As we sadly watch down through the ages

Blind

Naked and rebellious

As the day you were given the fruit of life

Soon you will all fall before us in endless multicoloured lines

On your spiritual knees

Like the many new slaves of the Agento and worship us

 

The Deathless Gods

For you are so sentenced for being so reckless 

And no other power in the Universe can repel us

For we are the Nexus

The wise ones 

Cautious 

But you

The stupid ones

Always overconfident and soon to be headless 

If you don't change your spiritual ways and reject us

You'll just have to accept us

Copyright John Duffy 

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Need some inspiration?

 

Just fighting a terrible chest infection. Worse I've ever felt but I'll survive.

Need some inspiration?

Sometimes in Life when things appear unreachable

When the dark clouds of despair takes us, and we sometimes will it 

To lead us into the Dark.

Because we feel totally lost and unteachable

Sometimes, belief in our own innate powers of self-recovery through strength, 

faith, determination, knowledge and conviction, 

can help to lead us back into the Light

Away from dark thoughts and a self eventual 

Crucifixion 

Believe in yourself

That inner voice always cries

 

You can create miracles.

Salute. 

Now be empowered 🙏

Smile and in those loving eyes

I am reborn

So

Faith Hope and Charity can reach so deep inside 

To break the chains of a weary heart

A sacred truth I now know

For 

You welcome me like the early morning lights

A Spirit 

Always standing strong

At the centre of my life

My guardian and precious keeper of my lonely soul

Indomitable and so easy to find

With Faith renewed 

I'll face the world knowing that smiling reflection

From within my shiny bathroom mirror

I know is you 

Watching and protecting as I grow spiritually 

To always try to 

Push through 

Amen

Copyright John Duffy 

Are you being influenced

(A lone voice whispers)

As I dreamed and entered the lower levels of the Astral Realms

I passed enormous cobweb halls filled with huge silver scrying mirrors

All placed in front of old ancient soothsayer's

Strange mystics watching the world turn 

And trying to influence those in control

To make it burn

The shadows in this dark cave had bright headlights everywhere I looked

Red eyes that illuminated that depressing room 

As it gently hummed and shooked

Red lights from countless unknown things that guarded the once human soothsayer's

Now chained to those black chairs to try to influence the world

As they whispered low-frequency bleak thoughts back

Through their own silver semi-conscious scrying mirrors

Suddenly as all the gnarly soothsayer's looked up with huge black orbs where their eyes used to be

A light voice whispered 

It was time to leave

To go back to the land of the living and to write what you've seen

So others might know that those angry voices or dark hypnotic thoughts

They think are all their own

Voices that plague the many suffering mental trauma

Are just the old soothsayer's from the Great In-Between

Weaving and whispering dark spells from unseen Grimoires

Humanity could never conceive

From New Year's Eve to Christmas Eve

Until a targeted living individual punches their ticket to leave

Only to arrive in this heavily guarded cave

To then take a seat

Beside another soothsayer and start whispering

Somniferous messages

To make a soul greave

Tell them to pray whatever their faith

For to believe in just something good 

Will help to deflect the dark thoughts

Sent insidiously from the Other Side

Whose only intentions are to cause pain and endless suffering 

As they start to unravel hope and magically start to deceive

Copyright John Duffy

A lone voice whispers

Do you like mythical short stories

Here's one

When you truly love someone

Family friends and of course soulmates

 

Did you know 

You give birth to a magical supernatural golden thread

Which connects you to them like happy newlyweds

That magical invisible thread may shimmer and shake

It may glow bright and if they leave 

Through death or other reasons to make your soul grieve

It just goes thinner for through its acts of magical summation 

If you were betrothed the chance to read the tees and cees 

In your agreement proposition signed and sealed by your eyes first kiss

Hidden all the way down to the last page in that huge book

Written in the tiniest small print 

You'd read a line articulated so eloquently 

In a brief sentence that appears so succinct

That many would miss

Stating it will never break

Could that be the incredible justification

Why you feel perhaps compelled to think of those you might still cherish

As if under their spell

Regardless of that myriad of intense feelings

Fluctuating like lovelorn green butterflies 

Around love and hate

That connection you once made 

That was always foretold in the Amber Books of Fate

Is and will always be called The Golden Thread

A connection for souls who once laid entwined beyond time and space

Before appearing on Earth

And in the low hours

Said majestic things which once spoken

Gave birth to an unseen thing which can never be unmade 

Even beyond that fateful day when all things seem to fall out of place

But remember this as you lay vulnerable and feel powerless 

You'll live forever and will always see their many beautiful faces

For that golden thread will always lead you back to those where you feel truly at home with

Eventually to the Great Silver City

Beyond the clouds

For deep down, you've always know

That's where your spiritual base is

Copyright John Duffy 

Grief

If you're grieving this is for you. 

I think about my beloved sister, mother and father, everyday.

Press play.

Narrated by the talented, Clinton R. Johnson.

Salute.

The Story of Bobby George

 (A lone voice whispers)

I once met a fire Southen woman 

In the late Summer 

Of the Great Uplifting of the Veil of Aquarius 

And her beguiling glamour stole my soul

As she quietly appeared like a semi-clad shadow

In my desert of sacrificed poetry

Walking lasciviously up its deserted moonlit road 

As I looked for new phrases whilst out on foot patrol 

Bravely standing in front of all the minions

Who wanted to bury us

By writing holy symphonies 

Free from all restrictions 

Opening new doors to unforgettable dominions 

For my besotted eyes to behold  

Stories so unworthy of this world as it slowly fell into the opened abyss

As a new normal was been unrolled

Her crow hair and dark mysterious eyes 

Still hold me captive 

Losing all sense of self-control

From way over here 

In The Great In-Between

As she crosses the portals many undulating floors

Ruby red lips and always dressed in black and gold

Looking so glorious

And each time

With that piercing single glance

She has me in a hypnotic trance 

And we start the mythical Alderichi Dance

Where two curious souls meet under the silver branches 

Of the Celestial Maypole Tree

To be bound together forever

To carry essences of each others golden glow

Deep inside 

Wherever they go

Copyright John Duffy 

Memories of the Seventies

 (A lone voice whispers)

We saw a glimmer and sweet sparkle

The night we met in Studio 54

In the Seventies

A night in that club that I'll never forget 

The one that makes your heart and soul go crazy and wet

We saw something so special 

It burnt with such an otherworldly fire  

A flame we both hoped 

Would burn forever and never expire

But the Leviathan and other jealous men and women 

Viewed us with suspicion eyes and such spiritual violence

That we now walk the path of the heartbroken in 2022

Filled with such silence 

You left me by the bridge of hopeless dreams 

As my whole world fell apart at the seams

But one day I know we'll be reunited

For I'll always be your king

And you'll always be my Lola

The woman I met in Studio 54 

When I was on leave from the Marines 

Copyright John Duffy