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Full moon haiku

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Frigid see-through fingers

Holding what they can

Of the brilliant cold moon

Grasping each cloudy strand

Brings me ever closer to the super moon

I am Tarzan

A howl, a head held high

A form facing the sky

The wolf moon echoes a courageous cry

Blue moon

Tears make a mangata runway

Fly me to you

Up up and away

Morning moon, the one

Hardly seen with margins pale and indistinct

Sending symbiotic greetings

To the more luminous sun

Analise Lucal