poetry by j matthew waters

another iowa winter

nobody knows what the weather
is like in iowa
just like they don’t know gigantic
potatoes only grow in idaho

in january it’s so damn cold here
the cows don’t move
so it’s easy to walk right up to them
and snap photograph after photograph

there are no metropolises in iowa
just little towns
with a post office and a tavern
where you can tie your horse to a post

in the winter the winds blows so cold
it leaves you shivering
until march when the sun penetrates
the earth and reality begins to blossom

december two thousand twelve
copyright j matthew waters
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12 thoughts on “another iowa winter

  1. A pleasure to read, this poem has a very nice flow to it.

  2. The last line is intriguing – when reality begins to blossom – as if the winter cold is impossibly chilling – it can’t be real. I like it.

  3. Very nice but I knew that Idaho grows gigantic potatoes! ;~D Did you know in Ireland you could have up to five types of potatoes in one dinner? Mashed, boiled, garlic, roast and babies?

  4. Too cold for me to thrive! Brr…..

  5. Is that wintry cold just a dream?

  6. WordsFallFromMyEyes on said:

    I love your readings 🙂

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