the bat
little goblin-face
hanging up like an unfurled black umbrella
spread the webbed gabardine of your wings
and twitter your secrets to me.
little goblin-face
hanging up like an unfurled black umbrella
spread the webbed gabardine of your wings
and twitter your secrets to me.
My father gave me a cricket bat when I was a lad... years later we found it hanging upside down in the back of the wardrobe.
The lines...
...spread the webbed gabardine of your wings
and twitter your secrets to me.
...are superb observations.
Well done!
Gusxx
Super poem, Ann. Your imagery keeps pace with your imagination - both delightful. Not all poets can do this. In fact - not many.
I love bats too, 'webbed gaberdine' is inspired, wow x
I love bats!!!
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John Darwin
Thu 1st Apr 2010 08:26
Ann you mad bat! Lovely poem
John