The Vampire Bat

Mike StoneDreamy

A soft trilling in the top leaves of tall trees As a tiny vampire bat skims the high night air Over the path meandering slowly Through the moonless forest.

A humid volume of moving shadow Quickly crosses the brow Of a man walking below alone,

Almost palpable

Like the gentle touch of one's own ghosts.

Mike Stone
SourceLicence:CC BY-ND 4.0
Mood:
Dreamy
Topics:
night, shadow, ghost, forest, bat

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