. Poetry from The Great In-Between: The Midnight Hunters from The Black and Blue Lodge

Sunday, December 22, 2024

The Midnight Hunters from The Black and Blue Lodge

 



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 

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