Moon – Page 11 – Iron Haiku

waiting for the sun
thready morning clouds make way
for her arrival
–
open windows-
awake before
the alarm

waning pewter clouds
part to reveal the dark moon
hidden in plain sight
–
silver threads-
weaving by
moonlight

low, the morning moon
full behind the breaking clouds
glowing in the sun
–
pumpkins on the vine-
the eastern sky
full of promise

the arc of the sky-
uncountable stars over
an ocean of sand
–
a blanket of stars-
hand on the tiller
slave to the wind

jealous of our affections
in full view of everyone
the moon steals the sun
–
midday-
the spotlight
stolen

the face of the moon
in the company of stars
greets me as I wake
–
dream weaving-
pale ghosts of trees
in the moonlight

the full moon unveiled
from behind translucent clouds
poised for summer’s kiss
–
an owl’s call-
the full moon
follows me home

the late august sky-
from behind the thinning clouds
unfamiliar stars
–
the dead of night-
a pewter moon
rising

alone on the dock-
staring into the remnants
of the setting sun
–
skipping stones-
bats take wing
before the moon

ebony leaves strewn
across an indigo sky
fading out to black
–
moonless-
the warm glow
of a distant fire