Kit Kelen #1149 - in their burrows and hutches

1149

in their burrows and hutches

in the open air, through windows

up through leaky roofs

all paws and claws

in fairytale calm of flag wrap

scuttled, unknown even to themselves

all intending, aware, alive to

possum play, rabbit ears up

these flown to wear the wings away

some falling, other soar

and often in the act of vanish

come along with opportunity

beside selves, not quite smitten

all eyes and unwashed whiff

or nearly drowned at times

alight with love

often in their music tender

delving and up above

amidst, on with

meaning to mean, strew

cast themselves as symbols

hunkered storm over

dark draperies of tendril touch

following a dotted line

in pity of the objects

under these skins infra-red detected

weather numbed, seasons adjusted

in furs, in feathers

each weary with resemblances

soul and nous, head to them

beat by beaten heart at home

precarious by their complexion

furiously smitten

lodged in their sweat or huddled

some counting to a loss

creeping and lurk

so many shaped like a prayer

supplicants now and in the hour

often after gone to rot

and ringing in

dark to their own hearts

joy bright

these creatures we all are