There's a fire in the sky
Not the wild fire that's
Burning through our
Lungs and singeing
Our nasal passages
A red in between the
Clouds singling good
Fortune for sailors, and
Maybe landlubbers as
Well. Delighted to ride
Smooth seas, navigate
Easily in the comfort of
Calm. It's a lucky red sky.
Tonight, the sun was a red so
Improbably fiery, it slipped
Outside of all memory. It was
As round as a beach ball but
Left the feel of a full moon in
Its passage across my near
Sky. Bright and beautiful it
Disappeared, peaking behind
Familiar buildings in its odd
And unfamiliar voyage. Red.
Not the red of sunsets but a
Big red setting sun filling my
Window with its unusual
Presence. No precedent for
A sun like this. Fiery and red.
Tamara, really