I awoke this morning
feeling rudderless
alone and adrift
so I partnered myself
with sheets and pillows
in a meager attempt
to stop the sway
to right myself
between swells
of defeat
and despair
but finding no
equilibrium
I moored myself
to the day
and got on with it
albeit
without commitment
or fortitude
floated aimless
past noon
and afternoon
grateful for the sun’s setting
the welcome drift
of deep deep dreams.
Poem ©2025 Jen Payne. Photo by Josh Sorenson. 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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