Incident by Moonlight – A poem.

Gazing up at the sky,

something hit my eye,

in the middle of the night

I didn’t make a fuss

or swear, or cuss,

but it gave me rather a fright.

It smelt rather fowl,

and came from an owl,

I think it damaged my sight.

I was out of luck

I wasn’t moonstruck

and it fell from a pretty big height.

copyright: Kristian Fogarty 20/November/2018