The Midnight Hunters from The Black and Blue Lodge

(A sad lone voice whispers) My old love Loved shaking her crow blacked hair As old daydreams tumbled around her Like autumn leaves in the air On any given day or night Dreams of divinity Of God and light Like the first thing you see when you close your eyes at night Temporal spaces filled with familiar faces Crooning like nameless mockingbirds Under a watchful moon Dreams of us as a pair Regale my eyes with surreal memories of us Everywhere I now look since God closed that Crimson Book Us entwined at sea Surrounded by floating red roses as seagulls watched Laughing like playful innocent school children Free from all fears and good behaviour But now the Ancient Ones have called at midnight to remind me “Those who once laid entwined in their sea as their seagulls watched Will soon get a visit From The Midnight Hunters from The Black and Blue Lodge” (C) Copyright John Duffy