The Landfill (Earth)

Day 26

The Landfill (Earth)

From the eyes of some Alien Nation

They come across a landfill

Mounds and mounds of trash and stench

They look at each other

Their long tapering fingers

Scratching their heads in wonder

Without the need for speech

They communicate their dislike

To each other and wonder how

Or why earth people choose

To live this way

If they would only listen

It is so easy to live without

All of the trash and stench

This disposable society in

Which they choose to live

Is so unnecessary

This Alien Nation tried so

many years ago to help

this earth colony to no avail

Once again they looked

At each other, shook their heads

And flew back to their home

After all, it is their choice

They know we exist and choose

To ignore the warning signs

Let them live in their

Trash and their stench

A Stick And Some String

Day 19

A Stick And Some String

I wonder how the idea of crochet came about

Did they try and try and fail and pout

Makes you wonder how they came to ponder

that one would even try to conjure

Why they would persist at anything

With a little stick and some string

Batty

Day 17

Batty

The fluttering sound of their wings

Go by in the night with other things

Diving after their dinner

Catching a tasty morsel is a winner

Bats only come out at night

And they dance in a gossamer flight

Their wings are light but strong

Sometimes their night flights are long

The bat swoops down to catch its meal

And in turn it makes you squeal

It comes so near

Do you want to hear

Listen.

Bat Sounds