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28 – Delusions of Grandeur

To my left
the great star sets
while to my right
the full moon rises
in between
nothing but this
odd appendage of land
jut out into the sea
and I think for a moment
that if I stand tall and wide
and step one way
or the other
I might instigate
some universal force
to move them

up
and
down

back
and
forth

at my command

I am Rose on the bow
queen of the world
ancient goddess who
commands the fulcrum

day
and
night

then
and
now

up
and
down

back
and
forth


Photo and Poem ©2024, Jen Payne. If you like this poem, you can read similar in my books and zines, available from Three Chairs Publishing on my ETSY SHOP. They come autographed, with gratitude and a small gift.

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