The bats in the sky and I
silent observation in the night
A dusted blue indigo sunset
A bat in the sky and I.
First hefty spring bug
Rises from the grass-
Slowly, drowsily.
Bouncing in the balmy air.
The wind-combed winter grass
Became the blonde straw.
Two bats in the sky and I.
The sinking Sun paints "Goodbye"
With a scattered stroke of a cloud.
Three bats in the sky and I.
Two circling each other.
A dragonfly, so close to my face-
Will the bats see it?
Four ducks carry their song South.
A paintbrush,
Dipped into the velvety darkness
Of the forthcoming night,
Spilled four inky drops
Onto the young canvass of the spring sky.
Four bats in the sky and I.
About the Creator
Salomé Saffiri
Writing - is my purpose. I feel elated when my thoughts assume shapes, and turn into Timberwolves, running through the snowbound planes of fresh paper, leaving the black ink of their paw prints behind.
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Cassie and Johnny
I’m the kind of dame you notice. I’m no femme fatale, but you can’t ignore me, at least not until I warn you about what’s coming, then everybody ignores me. Hell, they usually blame me afterwards and give Johnny all the credit for saving the day, but my Johnny couldn’t save a seat at the movies without my help. Sure, he’s brawny, but brainy? Not so much. Like that time I asked him to spot me five bucks, and he said he didn’t see it anywhere on me, and believe you me, he looked but good.
By Harper Lewis5 days ago in Critique
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I love the rhythm and the quiet your poem evokes, Salome! Beautiful poetry!
Hi - SS - Once again very interesting as to how your Pen Bops around — So sorry that you may have thought I’ve overstepped— I had no intention to promote myself—Just thought you may enjoy some of my ‘Shorts’ ✍️— I will delete this in a few minutes as to keep it private..! Luck with your 📕 Book project! -J-
Wonderful poetry ♦️🌺♦️