For Celine

 

Press play before reading. Salute.

(A lone voice whispers in the dark at 3 am)

Celine my beautiful nurse

This is for you and I can only pray and hope it gets through

For your delicate graceful touches were once so beautiful and incredibly captivatingly soothing

They always seemed to play a delightful melody to vanquish all my mortal fears

Like the rarest of heavenly sunsets that emerges with a twinkling smile in the midst of pink and red frontiers

When time itself appears to stop flexing and moving

Swirling above me like a god-like deity in a newly lit sky

Your memories are the quintessence of glamour in a night-time high society ball

Filled with dancing masked courting fireflies

Who once watched your every fluid movement in jaw-dropping awe

When they paused to rest on one of those hospital's beautifully wallpapered walls

A rare evening serenading the gathering of a few enamored sad spirits

Where honored souls gathered in their best blue dresses and bespoke white suits

To readily soothe any distress

Your tender soft hands 

I can always remember

Moved like Mother Moon gently over my trembling horizons

Whispering my secret name and claiming me as your domain

For at that moment we became consummate devotees and no longer just worldly friends

A bright new light lit up a brave new world  

A blazing beacon always breathed into night and never to be lost in those memories of delicious soft touches in that spectacular twilight

Under the keen gaze of your total devotion

I could only reflect my love and gratitude in my hazel colored lens

As the impending darkness surrounded us like an old friend

Your name still sings a lasting symphony of happiness 

And lingers in the celestial as angels watch and smile

No man-made treaties or paper laws or masks can separate us

For now, your memories in the Midnight Sun

Wildly run

I'll never lose this particular twilight and these baptized rays will never lose their red and pink hue

For when we first met
I'll always remember that I willingly sunk knee-deep into your green and blue

Since in that magical transference of spiritual energy circling within your eyes

I knew in that metaphysical moment 

Why God had sent me as you came into view 

And it's why now

I'll always just belong to you

My angel in the darkness called Celine

A beautiful nurse who was once my queen

Copyright John Duffy

The Talisman. Jacobs Tale.

 

Press play before reading. Salute.

(A lone voice whispers)

Here’s my piece and thanks for the chance to speak once more through your obsidian scrying mirror

For throughout this sad afterlife, I'm eternally reminded of you

My Ilona

And all those tiny intricacies that you once used to lovingly do

I still carry you so close

You know

A silent yellow trophy of bygone years

When life was free and we braved the world fiercely together 

Without any fears

But now filled in here with countless invisible tears

I just wonder around in this undulating darkness 

Slowly understanding and coming to terms

That you’re gone

I now just carry a single golden dandelion 

Deep in my old coat pocket

To always remind me of happier times

The wedding
Our two children 

Azora and Selena

And more so Argentina 

Where we shared our first sweet kiss

All moments I try to never forget and will always miss

That golden dandelion is just my own treasured memory locket

For love may visit you maybe just once in your lifetime

My message to you my dearest listener

Is to cherish it and try to savor its delicious first taste

Like a fine Italian red wine

For you’ll never know your own quota of earthly time

That eternal golden dandelion 

I still keep deep in my old coat pocket

Is simply my secret password home

My spiritual port key

For whenever I hold it up and see it and my sad red eyes close

I know death may be a stepping stone 

To a new place where we can atone

But when I still remember and see 

Her beautiful face because of it 

I also know that I'm blessed that whatever happens

I'll never truly be alone

Copyright John Duffy

The Woman in the Shadows

 Press play before reading, salute.

(A lone voice whispers)

Elena

Look to those deep memories

For they’re no longer cold graves that may cause you to weep

Try not to lose too much sleep 

On those who may lovingly still call me a creep

For what they do not know

I’m but strands of all those thousand winds 

That Love blows

That rare bottle of emotional Tennessee whisky 

You may choose to help serenade you to sleep

The twinkling diamond in a dark storm-filled cloud 

As it snows

A burst of blistering sunlight to warm your soul

Wherever you go

That gentle reminder of our faded love song

Whenever you open those dark brown eyes

In the early morning breeze

Now that I’m gone

For all I am now is but one of the soft stars

That shines at night listening to the Purple Rainfall

A woman from the South Side

Living now in the Great In-Between

Always watching as you ride

Elena

Don’t let regret and grief be the only things
this life forces you to eat

Just try to always remember me

The good times and my eternal love

Within every step, you take and every heartbeat

It was always meant to be

One day in here
You’ll see 

As we dance in the Purple Rain

And when it washes away all that old pain 

Only our true love will remain 

In this Purple Rain

Copyright John Duffy,

The Star Crossed Lover

 

Press play before reading. Salute.

(A lone voice whispers)

Will you defeat all I am with the divine soliloquies of your sweet tasting love magic

Shall I venture alone to my designated internal salvation

To be simply reborn and stand all above

That which is borne 

Or will I fall at the wayside and dwindle

In my faith 

As it capriciously falls

Have I met you already in person in a previous tragic lifetime

As I wandered through it all

Or have I simply passed you by before we spoke and is this

The sweet-tasting nectar of not knowing

Like a glass of strawberry wine

Already written upon the laws of synchronicity multicultural walls

We both never saw

And is that why I miss you all the time

Copyright John Duffy

Lucy Speaks

 Press play before reading. Salute.

(A lonely female voice whispers)

You may still need time to heal
And I’ve only just figured it out

Only God can put us
Together again

I finally know I need to kiss that old dream
Goodbye

I once gave you my heart soul and everything I once owned

I’ve walked through the night

Seen through it all

Past all the black and white lies

But if there was a second chance at loving you

I'd take it right away
Starting today

But Father Times played his cards

In seconds and minutes

These tears will still fall as I know

We’ve gone too far

For when I last looked into your beautiful green eyes

I could see there’s
No common ground

They're telling me it’s over

Yelling me to
Leave

Yeah 

I know how it goes that
We can never make it

Too many lies have been
Spoken

To many sacred
Oaths broken

But I don’t want to leave

Your love is all that I need

And now all alone in this ever-growing darkness

Am I just doomed to forever grieve?

Copyright John Duffy

The Monologue of JFK

Press play before reading. Salute.

(A lone voice whispers)

Take me in

Deeply

 

As the common enemies of mankind

And their spiritual darkness

Swirl and dance before your

Minds

 

Listen to my voice above all

The voices of

Tyranny poverty

Disease and even war itself

 

Then

Lullaby

My once beloved name

As you sit still

Listen and quietly breathe

 

Dwell

In those old memories

Of long lost salad days before Sixty-Three

When I lived and dreamed of good health

 

Then

Take me in

Lovingly

Once again

 

Like my own

Strategy of Peace

 

And

With your arms

Wide-open

Hold me real

Close

 

As I repeat my New Frontiers

 

My new report to the watching people

In 2022

Like in '63

When I could still breathe

 

Even though

I now sleep

 

I am reborn sacred

And eternal

 

I am not one of the

Lonely dead

But still one of humanity's

Cherished pioneers

 

 

I no longer daydream

Or feel lost and wandering

All alone

Praying for a rendezvous with death

 

For I have been baptized

As an eternal Watchman

Amongst many

 

And I now sit so high

Illuminated and protected

By the Purple Flame

 

Which catches repugnant secrecies

Lies and dark shadows crawling up

The wailing walls of your world’s

Freedoms

 

Listen

Today

A war has been declared

On the faceless

Monoliths many kingdoms

 

Like once before

 

When I was alive but soon to be

Welcomed in Arlington gates

 

Within crimson flames

I sometimes remember those

Memories

From 'Sixty-One

 

When I spoke too honestly

From the heart with wisdom

But to foolishly

Openly

 

Reborn now

 

I will rise forever

Now I am a Watchman

Of the Great In-Between

 

Here to help you

Face all the perils

Outcomes and repugnant devious means

 

Of all those new or old programs

And regimes

 

To help shape the choices

That you must now face

To try to help you all

 

My brothers and sisters

Of the human race

 

 

I pray you will find a way

To be free through a new

Reconstruction

 

Not to be seduced by new

Administrations

North or South

East or West

 

Governments or countries

Filled with secret societies, lies, and their clever misdirections 

In the news at night 

Tonight

Don’t cry and feel the pain

Of what could have been

 

But let’s talk about every sphere of human activity and taking

Responsibility

 

In the face of a common danger

 

For there is a dark force all around you

All evasive

Beyond any dimension, you can ever see

Or grasp with jaded human eyes

 

A dark principality lives

Filled with wanton seductive depravity

 

But in recognizing it,

The future of humanity

Can be reborn

 

As a new renewed call for

Emancipation survives

And blows its golden horn

 

So a new Camelot

Can appear

 

Like the spot where I once stood 

In the center of America

 

Shining

So brave and bright

It once illuminated all in sight and was called

"Our Camelot"

 

There'll be great presidents again

More to carry the light

And share the power of

Free speech and freedom of thought

 

 

So

Don’t just cry

And feel the pain

 

For within presidential memories and

Treasured old speeches and

Photographs

I am reborn again

 

When my time came

On that fateful day

 

I still believed in Faith and Hope

For those things can't be faked or taken away and

I always believed in The Lord

 

In those dark moments in office

He gave me the courage to make hard decisions

And the self-belief to cope

 

To put people before

Profit and losses

 

He is here with me now

And I'm always so well received

 

So take in my prayers

And these evocations

Of which I speak on your behalf

 

As I rest in peace

Underneath your watching eyes and the soulful

 

Wishes of all nations

 

I'm now a glorious

Being

 

Living still

But without any

Earthbound

Limitations

 

I'm finally 

At home with

Jackie and my beloved children

 

Arabella 

 John-John and dear Patrick

We all miss you, Caroline,

One day we will all be forever reunited with

My brothers and sisters

Father and mother

 

Just call to my spirit

With my earthly name

Like Marilyn or Lem

Sometimes still do

 

In the middle of this eternal night

 

Even though I don’t visit

 

I can still hear them if I really listen

In the dark far away from here

 

And I'll try to appear

To help revoke

Your fearful

Reservations and tears

 

No matter how far apart

We are

Or how near

 

For like a Greek hero

I was reborn into an eternal

Spiritual Civil War

 

But I'm still one of your

True friends from yesteryear

 

Still here 

Trying to help you

Find long lost answers

You might be looking for

 

On that fateful day

In Dallas, Texas, at 12:30 pm

,

November 22nd, 1963

 

When I heard the Lord call me home

For the last time

As the sounds of gunfire

 

Echoed all around me

In a nanosecond

 

I closed my eyes and prayed

For redemption and forgiveness

 

So

Listen to my last words before I go home

To a new Beals Street

In a new Boston.......

 

We are all born with a pure soul

Overflowing with real courage

And you must realize you are all worldwide agents

For the Lord

 

Whatever you choose to call him

 

Beautiful

Bright Lights fighting against the Dark

 

A truly united nation of Immigrants

Fighting for salvation for the World

 

For problems are not all solved

By silver bullets fired by a shiny black gun

And not all battles are easily won

Within any physical or political park

 

Today you all stand on the edge of a new horizon

A new challenge of such magnitude

And in the belief of justice and righteousness 

You must act

 

For you all live on this beautiful green island

 

Ask not, what you can do for yourself, alone

Ask what you can do for your society, your world

 

To help keep the bright lights of hope

And freedom shining

 

There needs to be a greater push for

Universal kindness

So no one has to suffer

 

With depression or loneliness

In isolation or silence

 

All this will not be over in the first one hundred

Dog-eared days filled with improprieties

 

But I can only pray

You will all come together to understand and

To stand as one

 

Never to surrender

 

To Fight The Good Fight

For the monolith and its many secret societies are huge

 

I was assassinated for a reason

 

A reason that did not die with me

But still lives on

Mutually on the sides of 

Darkness and Light

 

Let these words be the start of a new Spring

A new season to embrace your life

To start believing

 

And finding a means

To bring to all the citizens of the world

That most beautiful of five letters

 

Peace

 

By asking them all

To sacrifice their greed

The seductive drive to compete

And craving things they do not need

 

So

Peace can grow and bloom

Like a red rose

Clawing its way through the concrete

 

To heal and defeat fascism and racism

Hidden within any of society's

Darkly lit rooms

 

My old name was

John Fitzgerald Kennedy

 

But you can all call me Jack

 

All my closest friends do

I'm just an old soul returning back to the world

To speak with you for a moment

With a twinkle in his greenish-gray eyes

 

A man who once loved life

 

Until that fateful day in

Dallas Texas

When his world stopped

 

And his rendezvous with death

Was standing

Like a jackal

 

Waiting behind fences for the Umbrella Man

On the grassy knoll

 

In Dealey Plaza

Hiding in plain sight

Behind its evil disguise

 

On

November 1963

When God came calling

To collect me as my soul was suddenly set free

To take me away from all that pain

And some of you wept

 

 

I prayed to the Lord

In that falling rain

To return

 

So here I am

To see with my own eyes

 

If humanity will still try to choose

Freedom under newer skies

As those old chains of corruption and

Hidden slavery and human trafficking burns

As it finally sees and learns

Copyright John Duffy 2020