Stargazing in the Northwest

The moon reveals her luminosity so bright
Half full. Beautiful struggling to reveal herself
Buried by black soot; a beast devouring the light
Orange cloud not natures, compromising our health
Luna beaming through in a nightmarish fight
sheer volume and persistence the battle of stealth
The poison clouds will win by the end of this night
No stars and no Luna again. It's not right

It never stops night or day, Monday or Sunday, no holiday for climate modifiers