Bats Poems - Poems about Bats

Soaring through the sky of early fall Abolishing mosquitos, eating for all Your siren song echoes in the night. Hungry little teeth white and bright Webbed wings flank the higher you soar. ...Read the rest...

At the end of the day Reality bats last So when you worry That we’re down in the 9th Just remember Take heart And find solace That reality always Has the final say (8/2/24) ...Read the rest...

Nosy minds in fall of night Like foul bats envying the light They're like fool dogs barking till dawn Finding some dirt in other's lawn They're all like puppets in a play They are like...Read the rest...

I didn't sleep again It's boring me to tears I think I'm getting better I've felt this way for years I don't need a doctor Have you met my mother? Oh, she died long ago Maybe I meant my brother People keep on...Read the rest...

Hey! Let’s go see the bats! At first I am thinking baseball bats. But this is late evening, so the black ones come into my head. What bats? Why would I want to? My brother says ‘It is...Read the rest...

In the dead of night, when shadows creep, A haunting presence, secrets to keep. Beneath the moon's gaze, darkness awakes, As Halloween's spell, its hold it takes. Ghosts and ghouls, they roam the land, A spectral army, at their command. Whispering...Read the rest...

A flying house! I have never seen such a sight! This was said from the east, the north, the south and the right. It’s bats in the belfry! A Halloween expert said as he looked in the...Read the rest...

Imperiling through the sky with blood settled on the tip of their tounges. They call out a cult of white hoods with the Illuminati eye on the shroud humanoids with red scaly skin 8 feet...Read the rest...

I asked a slug “tell me of beauty” He passed me a slimy smile And sped away. Who would trust a Ferret With the family jewels? Do they make tiny Peloton wheels My hamster is getting fat. Why is the Mantis praying And what...Read the rest...

A disastrous sunflower, Poe is hour after hour now studied the way a murder is by Alfred Hitchcock or Sherlock Holmes long-lived even in death, he suffers in hell through our eyes on the page and our ears thereafter....Read the rest...

With Thanks they spoke of the endearing and restorating power of togetherness. Even in doubt when people wish those chores and tasks done they will unite to see things done. One fella told a story of birds: he said that for a...Read the rest...

Ghosts on a trampoline jumping with a zing and a zang. I watch them parading with a clang, clang, clang. A grotesque goblin greets a gremlin gang. Beloved belfry bats bang bells with a bang. It’s a Halloween picnic...Read the rest...

Unable to escape my fate, alas I am a denizen of the night. As darkness descends my adventures begin. Such freedom in soaring flight, a freedom that humanity will never experience, exhilaration beyond measure. Under the magic of the midnight...Read the rest...

Must see an optometrist next week Not saying I'm blind as a bat, but bats see better The tiny type on TV... forget it Don't know why they bother Might as well be greek as far as I'm concerned Oh...Read the rest...

There lives a puppy named Weasel She's almost big as a diesel Artists paint her on their easel She can be found digging up bones Her heart is as wild as a deer She's amazing - she's without fear Her hair...Read the rest...