poetry by j matthew waters

blue river

I wandered down to the river
where the rolling rock
segues into a row of willows
settled inside the shadows
and wished my blues away

dark clouds gathered ‘round
blanketing the sunshine
casting sheets of rain upon the river
purposefully rhythmical
yet without any reason

eyes surrendering to gravity
I spread my body across the ground
like an angel with torn wings
dreaming within the willows
in every single color except blue

april two thousand fourteen
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14 thoughts on “blue river

  1. thesewordsiwrite2012 on said:

    Nice. About the last lines… why dream in every color except for blue? Just curious…

  2. Gorgeous, John – loved the angel with torn wings – really that whole last stanza – just beautiful K

  3. This is utterly fabulous!

  4. OK, have reread and have to say your closing stanza is wonderful!

  5. Absolutely Love this one!!! It’s a keeper!

  6. This one really grabbed me; I love it!

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