The earthquake of a man
who altered
the course of my life
three seismic times
was nearly killed
several arrhythmic times
just last week
and I want to tell you
I felt the aftershocks
I want to tell you I knew
woke with a start
felt his fault line shift
I want to tell you
I felt something
so I’m standing here
bare feet on the ground
waiting to be moved.
Poem ©2025, Jen Payne. If you like this poem, you’ll love my new book SLEEPING WITH GHOSTS, on sale now!
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