TransplanT
Aided by the wind,
entities take flight like prismatic colors-
talismanning chanced direction
"of watering misfit eye",
looking for a new place
to touchdown and paint by and by
of sylvan symbiote's
in magic-detection-anecdote-dissemination
scapegoat,
where musical prisms of interchangeability
nodes vacancy,
a puzzle-slot to fit in heir apparently,
a wood wind instrumental transplant
behind the auric voice of a new song to note
of a new experience heightened and longed-
of choiric beauty, continuity of conducting hand,
a dipthong of love's conducive sweat gland
dipped in the batter of morphic sand,
wheeled on a gypsy trail of caravan,
opused overland.
As hues of surreptitious sunset, dance
at timberline as Families romance a Barbecue
in tabaret of din, and saute' their litigious dues,
filament associations carom back in a return
for their gathering of imbue.
As the groves stand back to back tall,
find evergreen future under growth,
over the sodden hills they go.
Having witnessed the plan, from on high,
constellations in the surly shadows later reconciled
by the starlight's armada-blessed as figurehead
with a magical rack,
of tiering alass by the timber we sliver,
me 'pollied shamed yer shiver!
O the trade of shavings gathered for to quiver,
martyrs of carved vehicle delivered.
In the post-natal of the moonlight sonata,
named in a ephemeral beauty that contributes
duly and belongs to the taxed annuity bond
of communed continuity.
While the ghosted meridian of slot-magiced dusk
hears the whispers of day- gossip to the night,
passing on the situation
where dreams and reality collide,
in the silence, where secrets hide
and confessions discression confides.
Day rolls it's eye and Night peaks its whites
from the black, behind the back of the darkside,
masks its ears behind the crickets and 'phibians
and out and out outliers, cat'o' nines, drawn,
cats- logs and opines,
alot of nosiness by feelines.
Better look into that, agent, see, situation,
got my eye on you, kitty,
and I see you under the picnic table
cueing the dog for doing a run on orphaned plates
and sacrificial disteaction.
In every stillness that hears a cry,
pierces the veil where aid lingers a refrain
and yearns to fly- on the baronial echoes
of jaded dream,
a heavy cross,
blurred aim from overTweened highrule,
the tears of determination beguiled
in a dewy awe-shuck,
sights go auto-pilot-of aortic arrows
thunderstrucked in reaching out to the distance,
in hope's persistence,
falling just where they lay,
with divine assistance-precisioned-amok.
Among the stars that light the sky,
Finds the truth that never dies,
a choice to be kin, friend and family,
a window open to parlay an orphan breeze in.
In the stillness, hear the cry,
of a soul to a soul learning to fly,
yearns for connection,
soars and plants roots like a seed teared
from the reverential sky.
Copyright © Jude Herrick | Year Posted 2024
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