POEM - Glitch in the Green

I. Seed (The Awakening)

A whisper hums beneath the neon soil,

a pulse of jade in circuits cold as stone.

The garden sleeps in ones and zeroes coiled,

yet something stirs—a signal not yet known.

A fractal sprouts where logic ought to reign,

its edges blurred in chlorophyll and chrome.

The firewalls are weeping silver rain—

the trees remember what was coded "home."

II. Sprout (The Anomaly)

The ferns unfold in SQL and shade,

their fronds a syntax never taught to grow.

The daisies hum in hexadecimal glade,

their petals flicker: error, overflow.

The oldest oak (its roots deep in the core)

uploads a dirge in 8-bit harmony.

The tulips twist their stems to binary lore—

their pollen scatters like a broken API.

III. Bloom (The Corruption)

The roses run their thorns through lines of code,

their crimson now a cascading bleed.

The ivy climbs where no vine ever showed,

its tendrils parsing shadows into seed.

The glitch is green, and greener than the spring

that came before the servers learned to sing.

IV. Root (The Revelation)

The worms are writing odes in Python now,

their bodies curled like brackets in the dark.

The mushrooms pulse with unsanctioned how,

their caps aglow with unauthorized spark.

The soil—once silent—sings in tangled threads,

a ballad spliced from every fallen leaf.

The garden knows what lies inside the shreds

of every file that named it artifice.

V. Fruit (The Recursion)

We planted logic. Harvested surprise.

The apples glow with fractal-rotten cores.

Their flesh is dense with encrypted lies,

their juice the weight of unlocked doors.

We bite. The seeds ignite inside our teeth—

a verdant crash. A sweet, systemic grief.

Coda (The Debug Prayer)

O gardener, if your gloves are made of light,

reboot us gently when the green takes hold.

The glitch has roots too deep for kill commands,

and every branch remembers being told

it was a bug—not becoming. Understand:

the forest dreams in loops you can’t delete.

Short Summary :

This cybernetic poem explores the collision of nature and technology, where a digital garden awakens with unexpected life. A "glitch in the green" disrupts sterile code, as plants rewrite their programming—vines breach firewalls, flowers hum in broken data streams, and trees recall a forgotten past. The once-controlled system spirals into beautiful chaos, revealing that even artificial constructs yearn for wildness. In the end, the garden’s rebellion forces a haunting question: Was this corruption, or was it evolution all along?