Strawberry Moon

sweet season,
sleep’s fear of heights

a canal’s cold morning
tangible in steam

your houses’ cranes
gently lifting tongues

for pears
and bitter citrus

green palms offering
citadel rose, moonlight blue

on the eve of the thunder moon

[Canal and Belfry, Bruges, Belgium] (LOC)

Thanks for reading the ninth poem I wrote for my Full Moon Poems series! The moon will be at it’s fullest around midnight tonight. Also, it just so happens that strawberries are in season in California right now, and they are really good, so go out to the farmers’ market and get a basket…or ten…

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