happy #FullMoonSocial!

Day moon

a day dream real
as those far snow-capped

mountains so real
somewhere else

not here
pallid as the ghost

of the grafted plum
that came up just beyond

the stump
white-blossomed

unlike its predecessor
I didn’t know a tree

could just spring up like that
these are strange days

this whole day moon a portent
a portal it must mean something

hanging there meaning
something

irresistible as a half
-formed thought

a blank to fill in

to the sun’s brazenness
a hint a suggestion

attractive as what might
be but isn’t

yet