The Eulogy Letter


Although I leave
Behind

So many to grieve
Please don't cry

For I have loved my beautiful life
And have no fear to die

For through faith
I know

Angels with bright wings
With turtle-doves
That sing

Will find me
To guide me

Beyond the clouds of this world's largest sky

Way past Saturn Rings

For my heart is clear
And filled with all the wonderful things

I hold dear
Like you all

My family and friends
So hold on to your sad tears

This is not the end

For I have danced hand in hand with love

In the early morning rain
And sunshine

Savored its sweet taste and pain
In my beating chest as my heart pined

Kissed and fought
For peace
For the oppressed

With all the many buttons
I could find
To press

So of me do not cry
For fear of death

No fear
Have I

For my God
Now waits for me

Smiling
Beaming
In the shadows

By the silver gates

In the eternal green redeeming meadows

So take this
As my final kiss
Goodbye

My eulogy letter

For remember
When you hear this

Trust me
Good friends and true love
Never die

And knowing
Loving and seeing
You all

Has been my utmost pleasure

And I can only hope and pray  
You'll keep doing your best in some way

Therefore, in closing

Good night and
God bless

Remember me
Just another loved one

Walking to find their salvation
In the Holy Sea

(C)
Copyright John Duffy

In my late hunger I listen to the swirl of night traffic, until
it dies around the curb— recedes into remembrance,

to that melting space inside— the sound
matching the tempo of my lowest need,

getting lost in the evening’s reflection—
ice memories melting to water,

everything moving to my traffic flow—
to the single track of my inside voice.

Horus counting hours
As Hermes runs the clock
Jupiter reigning lighting
To shock Morrigan’s ravens
Carrion for Fenrir,
Leaving nothing but bones to pick
Sharpen into tools,
Useful if not forgotten
As the meat spoils,
Rotting by the sycamore.

Into the earth,
Gaia’s nurturing cradle,
Growing me from a seedling
And I return, reborn like perennial
A blossom for Renenutet,
Trained by the grace of Athena,
While blessed by the light of Apollo
Enlightened in the school halls of Ecne,
I am a hammer in Thor’s grasp
To crash upon the enemies of imagination,

Anubis wags his tail and weighs-
The merit of my Indigo soul,
As Hades welcomes me in open arms,
Home here in the underworld,
As Scotus mocks my determination
To be one of the darkest lords,
A Donn of a new age, where the old ones were forgotten
A stud among the Valkyrie

All of their knowledge spilled into me,
From the words of Homer
To the unrelenting philosophies of socrates
I forever burn with the fire of Prometheus
And the determination of Heracles,
I can never waiver,
For I am one with the universe
Solvent of gods and the lost languages,
The soul of a star, brilliant like diamond

Everlasting

patiently, i wait -
my legs crossed,
and my heart too.
much time has passed
since the inevitable happened,
and yet, the light of a clement morn
never fails to justify the agony
of dying stars in the night sky;
or the ones too dead for even the
darkness that consumed them.
the heavens dispatch their
messenger birds to nook the
forebodings into the branches
of trees whose roots have shrewd
under the weight of logs that
outline their ascent.
such trees call upon the sages
to enlighten them,
and to warn them -
for they know too well how the
message might confound in the grips
of those who practise hedonism.
perhaps, the light has always been
too blinding for mortal eyes.

the flowers bloom all the same;
the winds usher the fragrant truth -
slowly, but surely;
and i lie in hope for the
rancid thoughts to inevitably
take on new meanings…

patiently.

my grudges relish
the taste of isolation;
bitter by the day.

the noise never fades;
my poise takes the bait;
in the halls of liberation,
i submit to my fate.

i took a solemn vow:
to be ‘holier-than-thou’.
neither wrong, nor right,
i knew, until now.

i failed to see a cause;
the effect? - a terrible loss;
blinded by obsessions,
i never took a pause.

it’s been a while since the fall,
when i sprung to a brawl
with my virtues, unmasked -
and caved in to nightfall.

it all seems a blur;
it’s ‘bout time i concurred:
my reason to exist
shall always be a curse.

standing on my balcony
night sky
pitch black
no light to see

i think to myself
the only person i live for
is me

it could work out
life could be better
maybe one day
i'll settle for the good fight

i guess its alright

that the stars aren't out tonight