Chase the Moon

“Chase the Moon”
The dark clouds cry
With patchwork precision
They hunt night’s single eye
Dancing in and out of vision
‘gainst the starless sky.
Midnight clouds
In darkness quiet lie
Waiting to jump
Leap on their bright prey
The reflective cousin of day.

by,

Lady Prudence the Curious

Written April 8, 1998; Published in the May 1998 Ironmonger.