SUPERMOON.

The moon is bright;

As delightfully luminous

As it has been

For some time,

And closer to

Its host

Than its travels

Have taken it in ages,

And just when I’m all set

To snap away

And capture it

My batteries die:

First the camera

Stammers to a stop,

And then the phone’s

Slender lens ends,

Leaving me with

Only a handful of shots,

And regrets

That I didn’t set out better,

But the clouds

Were loud anyway,

And it was too cold

To hold out for quietness,

So I filtered what I could,

And uploaded it,

And left the sediment

To be sent afterwards,

And once my devices

Have been revitalised,

And the sky compliant,

I may just try again.