TINY THOUGHTS #poetry by jay

somewhere in this

disassembled moment

I forget

how the sun rises

and how the moon 

swaddles the night

just so

holding it

in its swooning 

embryonic gaze

frozen in 

a new lunar phase

I admit

I was lost by 

the assemblage

of the greats

nomadic Gods

with no doubt 

and little room left

to wander in regret

I forget how 

the day begins

and then ends 

with the light 

of great minds 

with tiny thoughts.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by Liam Bolduc from Pexels

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  1. I love it. I think this part makes the poem. “I forget/how the sun rises/and how the moon/swaddles the night/just so/holding it/in its swooning/embryonic gaze/frozen in/a new lunar phase/I admit/I was lost…”


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