Midnight Garden
Shadow Mandrake loon,
mine-mire in your touch of airy witches broom.
Silhouette your herbal remedy,
dramatic flair for the dramatic melody
moon-, child, solar fare
anaerobic night-moves felled for an Angelic messengineer, scowl to tell, red,
gold, green and blue,
from mid-flight of broom, mid-night of craft's huerenics divided by two.
O Holowight,
serenading shadow puppet
gasp of fausteered light.
Where none may sight thee near.
Not truffled or snorkeled or treaserr'
mount either, ether, eter?
In silverstaped ionospheric wish-sprites,
patterning upscale-smirt-poseys,
spells, it all, to stave, clear, a counts,
fanged mouth
of font to one stained beeten so dear, Briar Rose, risen magnetogentic verbosity, account received by oral tear.
Before the dull-ward becomes
worldly tomb,
gate, western declination, malady,
heroine against doom.
Be it leive, being it, as it may be.
Gambit byte scalar, square to table all bets-off the chart-northstarelectricboarding like a pulse czar of spellcraft, theater,
theatrical, truth at the root, noding.
Sylphstream synth choir, dawning, the hour nearer to see, what we can
See.
Copyright © Jude Herrick | Year Posted 2025
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