poetry by j matthew waters

down the narrow lane

she smiled and told me
how much she loved me
her palm reaching out
to touch my cheek

I remember her touch
from way back when
and closed my eyes
as if it was yesterday

walking empty-handed
down the narrow lane
I really wasn’t sure
who was leaving who

june two thousand thirteen
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10 thoughts on “down the narrow lane

  1. So often in this life
    My head is scratched
    As I try to puzzle out
    Its meanings and events.

    My comfort comes when
    I see other heads scratched.
    And thus, unresolved,
    We all walk to the lane’s gate.

  2. Down the Narrow Lane…I find it remarkable that you can tell a story in a few lines and also evoke images of the scene unfolding. Well done!

  3. Beautifully written. Poignant and really tugs emotionally. Am sure we’ve all been faced with this kind of emotional confusion of “what just happened?”

  4. It’s amazing how time can truly stand still in matters of the heart…Memories gently folding themselves around you — a sweet reminder that love , whether fleeting or deep, never fades completely. Thanks for yet another great post!

  5. Love this one very much!! It fills me with longing.

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