The place that you 

Once called a paradise,

Is my latibule now. 

If daylight makes me 

Meet people like you,

Then I would rather be  

Making friends with the 

Owls and bats. 

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5th September 2018

Today

on the drive home

the transcendent wonder

of the clear ice blue rimmed with golden pink

and the blackness of trees

horizon silhouettes

and bats

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At dusk,

Screaming louder

than you can hear; dancers,

Jauntily in the air, catching

insects.

You will

see-not-see us

flying, sounding out our prey.

Food for furry tummy eats, treats.

Tasty.

Back at

our habitats,

We hang out together,

Chatting though tired; upside down

sleeping.

Look out

for us with care,

We will be there flying.

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