poetry by j matthew waters

paper tigers

once the children moved out
demons moved in disguised
as paper tigers roaming
from room to room

their emerald eyes shined
from the darkest corners
of the night reminding me
of a love I once had

I fed them sad stories
in exchange for my life
but their promises of light
I could not fathom

I asked them kindly to leave
my world but they curled
where the winter sun
shined through glass

in the spring I found strength
to unfold and reshape
keeping the demons at bay
as paper angels hanging

april two thousand thirteen
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23 thoughts on “paper tigers

  1. While I am moved by most of your work, this one just haunts me. It resonates and reverberates. Truly, like still waters. The imagery and feeling conjures magic.

  2. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words on said:

    Haunting is a very good description…
    I am slowly making peace with my demons…
    Take Care…

  3. I just love the image of paper tigers! Can I ask what inspired you here?


  4. In the end the monsters are under the bed because we let them hide there. The paper tiger is a great analogy. It’s powerful only if we give it the power. Our choice. Thanks for liking my post, btw. So nice to read you here.

  5. I’m in agreement with your other comments in that this one is also hauntingly beautiful and I loved the paper tiger imagery…

  6. Oh,…. I had taken a deep breath ! sounds so hideous to me. Lovely !

  7. denise0904 on said:

    you sounded scared when you recited this made a good effect. wonderful haunting poem.

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