Re-Entry  

It was a doozy of a star
that shot from south to north
in flying colors most bizarre
sizzling back and forth.
 
But that event, so rare and quick,
in no way could compare,
to Luna's witching hour trick
for mesmerizing air!  
 
And so I sat there in the yard
upon a cushioned chair
and gave the moon a slow regard
via hypnotic stare.
 
Next thing I knew the skies were bright
and stars began to fade
when cognizance returned the sight...
where once those moonbeams played.