poetry by j matthew waters

Nights Like These

It starts with a clap
a flash
a distant sound of despair

one mississippi
two mississippi
three mississippi

Fireflies marvel
at the electricity
searching for shelter
in the open air

one mississippi
two mississippi

A child scrambles
in three directions at once
finds protection
in her mother’s arms

one mississippi

This fiery night
is wickedly bright
but through my eyes
is beauty in disguise


nineteen ninety-two
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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