I found a reason to apprehend
The wary acts of bats, funny flies
Blinded by the light
Turn your lights down low to comprehend
Mystery of their being, scary face
Perhaps it is best they roam at night
Not sure what to make of them mammals on flight
Something caught in the door way of transformation
In transition between light and day
They sure look like dogs weird with wings
Head shape and even with fur
With tooth as fierce to bite if dared
If the nights should have them
Then so be it, cast them away I say
As the self proclaimed lords of earth
Perhaps we can do without them and fear
Like so many we have made extinct and dead
We can do without them and fear
Ouch a reaction from a mosquito bite I felt
Someone let the bats out, quick now quick quick
To clean this mess of enraged mosquito attacks
That tries to place a curfew on me, on me
Sitting outside at night relaxing and pleased
Someone call all the bats out
These mosquitoes can not be serious
I tell you, they cannot be serious at all
I tell you, trying to place a curfew on me
But for my fur friend fly, my bat friend to the rescue
These mosquito would have in deed had their way
"having a curfew placed on me"
Bats, mosquitoes and curfews. Thinking outdoors beneath a night's sky accentuates or appreciation of the mysterious wells of the universe.
ReplyDeletelike so many others we have killed...it is pretty sad how many animals we have snuffed out...and still snuff out every year...who are we to steal such from the earth....
ReplyDeleteWe love watching the bats at sunset here, flitting and feeding. I loved this poem! The curfew made me smile.
ReplyDeleteI love bats! Great poem.
ReplyDeleteI love your description of them as being "caught in the doorway of transformation".
ReplyDeleteCool write
ReplyDeletehey, wow such a great description ... loved reading :-)
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