Placed upon the Cobalt

The clouds, moving
perceptible in the moonlight
cutting through the dome
placed upon the cobalt
the arc of the dark
the night sky drawing me
up, up, to look

Too bright for the stars
washed by the moon
the cold snap of autumn
surely leading to doom
the cold of winter
all too nearby
the harvest moon cold
against the cobalt sky

October 21, 2010
on the drive from home to Rite Aid
about 19:45
Suncook, NH
Pembroke, NH
Allenstown, NH
October 21, 2010

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