poetry by j matthew waters

made in the shade

these fears inside I lay to rest
as setting sun bows and
curtsies one final time

I’m off to chase grander stars
hosting brighter moons
orbiting other oceans
sent on my merry way
a victim so it seems
partially of my own accord

there are no sad marches
no guns to be fired
no motorcycle escorts
no victory day parades

there are no flowers or polaroids
or guestbooks or folded flags
no children sniffling
or women weeping

from now on the future
is my present
and whatever good I left behind
would one day become
a necessary ingredient
to grow the shadiest of trees

january two thousand fifteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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6 thoughts on “made in the shade

  1. I love the last line.. we need those trees..

  2. Beautiful words so true ..

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