Moonlight and Mist

[First version of ‘My Victorian Astronomer’, which Didn’t qualify for ‘Ghost’ contest. Nonetheless, this remains totally true! _____ Moonlight imparted a luminous glow To the surface hugging mist I cast my bait just to the left of the reeds With a nonchalant flick of the wrist A hundred yards on from the silhouette bridge My brolly, my home for the night My hurricane lamp bringing ’squito and midge But gifting me such meagre light I knew there’d be scurryings there in the dark And that I’d see no-one till day Yet there on that boarded off, long disused bridge A man rendered monotone grey A Victorian gent in a cape and top hat His telescope angled to heaven Back in the day not much odd in that But it’s June, nineteen seventy seven I’d only blinked and then he was there Sky watching with me looking on I felt quite a chill at that mid summer scare But I blinked again and he was gone