Eclipse of the Moon

The summer sky had finally drawn its veil over the heat of the day

And in the darkness of a wheat field I was awaiting the moon

For I while I chatted to the nocturnal creatures

But they soon grew bored of me and continued their night

The moon made her appearance as the eleventh hour chimed

She was paler than I thought she might be

 But on her curved shoulder she was carrying

 The shadow of the electric sun

I should have admired her dedication

But instead I was watching the mad moth angels

As they collected the seasonal dusts

That were hanging heavily in the dry dormant air



A partial eclipse of the moon occurred over England on the 16th July 2019