All Hallows’ Eve Morning

The full moon set this morning
Just before the sun began to rise
While a cold wind howled from the south
An oversized orange orb
Sinking below the hazy clouds
Into tangled trees in the west
The eastern sky brightened
Orange rising from an eastern cornfield
Fading into bright blue above
The sun has not risen just yet
But the light was awakening the day
The cold wind blew dried
Leaves across my path
“Give it one last blow,” I said to no one
“And blow them all away.”

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