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without a wish

the river ran dry
the year of the drought
collapsing the water table
atop its own legs

the wishing well closed
from lack of moisture
turning back all the day dreamers
hoping for change

september two thousand twelve
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

Lola Marina (@lolapowers) on September 27, 2012 at 3:53 pm said:

Hope the river of your words doesn’t ever run dry..

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- J Matthew Waters on September 27, 2012 at 5:59 pm said:
  
  I hope not either, Lola, thanks so much…
  
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Julia Dean-Richards on September 27, 2012 at 4:05 pm said:

Lovely piece. This year, the pool in our beautiful woods almost disappeared – so much so, that the fish had to be taken somewhere else. It was great when I wandered up there one day, to find the water back again – a wish made and met x

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J Matthew Waters on September 27, 2012 at 5:59 pm said:

Thank you, Julia. Glad to hear your wish came true! 🙂

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nightlake on September 29, 2012 at 9:14 am said:

a very nice poem

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- J Matthew Waters on September 29, 2012 at 8:14 pm said:
  
  thank you, thank you very much
  
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