My November Sky

The glow of that jewel
of fire sets
on November skies
the blue corn
moon
rises
on the indigo flowered with stars
sky
I wish
that someday
I could feel
the breeze
as the moon
falls by
scraping the sky
slowly
soaring far
over my head
taking all night
I watch
until I fall asleep
curled up
with thistle
on the cool hill
with dew forming
all around me
I wake up
the moon
has fallen
all the way
and that jewel of fire
is rising
rising above the hill
I wish
I could feel
the heat
in the blue corn sky
on that November morning
I tried
I reached up
through the wind
but
I couldn't quite
feel
the heat
I sat down again
on the now frozen hill
shivering
I knew I would be back
tomorrow
so I turned my back
and left that hill
then
that very moment.