Blue sky moon.

The blue is bright,

the sun beats down obliquely,

almost resting on the elephants eye,

and there high in the sky

a truncated opaque semi circle

of light fluffy clouds with soft blue

lakes inviting me in;

but oh so far off is the moon,

and I would not like to be a start

of man defiling yet another planet.

Here the moon hangs on the calls

of frogs and birds,

even the untimely call of a rooster,

as I feel my way through the beauty

of the daytime moon.

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