morning moon

1-moonthe morning moon hangs low
over the treetops
like a ripe fruit
watching over the hills
calm and serene

across the valley
the sun stretches and yawns
sends sunbeams bouncing off clouds
grabbing attention
dazzling eyes

the morning moon rests
wide smiling face relaxed
soft and gently glowing
patiently biding time
til darkness falls again

mist fashions

in the hills
the trees wear mist shawls
draped over their bony shoulders
tucked up to their lichen covered ears

in the valleys
the trees wear mist skirts
dragging low on the ground
wrapped round stiff legs that ache with cold

by the sea
the trees wear mist burqas
covered up from head to toe
angles softened and precious buds hid safe