Mary Whispers Poem by John Duffy

Whenever I pause

In these tranquil quiet 

Moments 


In here


To think about all those 

Long nights 


We once walked by the 

Hawaiian blue sea


I still get drenched by  the 

Sweetest thoughts 


Of you and me


Memories of a fierce love 


Which shone high above 

The hot yellow city lights


Of a time we held hands 


And everything seemed to 

Be alright 


But like a pale white 

Vulnerable feather


Blowing in the 

Four Winds


I then always remember how 

You surrendered to temptation


And like an act from the 

Devils playbook


Our love was viciously ripped 

From our cross


To be tragically forgotten 

And by so many others


Casually dismembered 


With no chance of 

Redemption


Now I guess we're 

Like 


Two depressing 

Characters from a 

Dystopian play called


Twelfth Night


A rotten 

Shakespearean Play


No one really cares about 

Or wants to even 

Remember


But I'll still treasure and 

Carry those memories


Of footsteps walking by the

Hawaiian blue sea


Where I got drenched and 

Soaking wet by  the 

Sweetest thoughts 


Of just you and me


Memories of a fierce love

 

Which still shines so high 

Above the hot yellow city 

Lights


Of a time we once held 

Hands 


And the future seemed so 

Bright


Of memories of us entwining  

To make love


To keep warm throughout 


All those cold but soul-thrilling 

December 

Winters nights


Copyright John Duffy