Bats Poem by Phil Soar

I could stand alone and take in all around
As darkness fell and bats began to fly
And although the they flew so silently at speed
The sight was more or less accompanied
By flashing images, so fast and swift
Given heart and mind a welcome lift
Hundreds of them, echo sounding flight
Out to search for insects in the night
Reluctant to retreat inside, I watch in awe
Until I couldn't watch it anymore
Tiredness hits me like a thunderbolt
My night in the wilderness comes to a halt