Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Austin Bats

Pups with wings
whisper awake, nudge
and squirm against their cohorts
as their hearts tom tom tom together.

They stretch their bony elbows
as the fruit cools, as the sonar song falls
over their cavemind like a lover's arms
and caresses them toward the twilight.
Their eyelids snap up.

One by one by one they leave
the musty deep by some signal we don't
hear and soar into the fat nightbugs.
We think they will come flapping
from under the bridge like vampires
but they are a silent trickle,
a vortex over the lake,
a spike in the moon.

angelique

Peter17 2008. Emergence of the bats of the Congress Avenue Bridge in Austin, Texas, at dusk.

9 comments:

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Bats are typically creepy and spooky to me, but they were positively beautiful here. Thanks, Mosk

Brian Miller said...

nice...love the way you describe this...very visual and i can see it all playing out as they awake...tom tom tom is very cool as well...

Divalounger said...

Nice write! Very visual--

Natasha Head said...

Yes,,, you have made something that totally gives me the heebie-jeebies into to something that as as liquid smooth as velvet. Wonderful weaving at the hand of your pen!

Matt D said...

Bats are can be beautiful and evocative ... this is really well done!

Sweet Pea said...

You went into the bats dark cave and with your creative wand, revealed to all the beauty of these little creatures that are so endangered and feared. I loved it.

Kathy Bischoping said...

You've gotten hold here of the alien suddenness of bats' movements -- nice!

hedgewitch said...

Very effective--from the first line. Form, movement and function first, then symbol--excellent progression, and a pleasure to read, as well.

Semaphore said...

Well-visualized and well-crafted, the words paint a picture so vivid, I am standing there, with their wings flapping, streaming around me.