Sierra July
In center of town,
Stood Rome’s
Jupiter
In day, he
glittered
As though
gem-studded
When dim, a shade
pulsed
From it that
struck hearts
Beauty that stung
eyes
But once a month,
fear
Awoke in awe's
stead
When cursed full
moon rose,
The God’s core
glowed red
Poet’s Notes: Looking up at the sky one night, I saw
a star that looked red. It may have been Mars or a plane, but it made me think
of Jupiter's red spot. I thought that I would relate the Roman god Jupiter with
the planet of the same name and came up with this piece.
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Great Red Spot
Size of three earths
Spinning for centuries
Perhaps even for millennia
High-pressure hurricane
The King of storms
--Steven Wittenberg Gordon
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