The Moon at 5 a.m.

At Real Toads we are giving the prompt to use a line from one of our poems – “Out of your own words” and provide a link to the poem. The first line is from a haiku I wrote several years ago https://kanzensakura.wordpress.com/2015/05/25/%e5%8d%8a%e6%9c%88-hantsuki-half-moon-haiku/
here is the link for Real Toads: http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/  I am also linking this to Poets United, Poetry Pantry:  http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/

The Moon at 5 a.m.
summer half moon drifts in a sea of blue –
the moon sits close to the horizon
getting ready to go to sleep.
the coming of day –
the smell of a new morning
just stirring and getting ready to rise.
the moon at 5 a.m. is a mysterious thing.
summer is winding down –
the moon Is a mystery –
at 5 a.m. the world is still asleep.
I sit on my back steps and watch
the world awakening.
the moon at 7 a.m. is a baroque pearl
Misshapen and beautiful.
but I love the mystery of the moon at 5 a.m.
in the cool of grey dusk
when it is just a floating sliver of silver
in the cobalt sky.
the moon is a mysterious thing at 5 a.m.

morning moon1

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