poetry by j matthew waters

waiting on the other side

my angel waits patiently
neither complaining of doing nothing
nor withering away over time

she’s played this game before
and pretends that I don’t see her
standing silent like a lampstand

wherever did she take them
those como se dice ‘yesterdays’
when all we did was our own thing
disappearing for years on end
barely carrying a pulse and not caring
what tomorrow would bring

how could I never fully comprehend
my angel is my lady luck
smiling at me from afar
and whispering sweet promises
only I would understand

teetering on the outer edge
how I wish she was with me now
contemplating nothing

march two thousand fifteen
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8 thoughts on “waiting on the other side

  1. Beautiful post !!

  2. Your poems are gorgeous and often heart touching.

    Have you ever read one or some of them in the place where the poetry had a connection with the event. Or maybe on the quiet beach or while you walked along the busy road or any thing?

  3. I did it too, sometimes. It gave deeper feeling than when we read them in front of audience. I usually read the poem out loud in the silent woods or against the rattling branches blown by the heavy wind blows. It is so nice.

  4. Shawna on said:

    This is seriously the sweetest thing ever. The third stanza is my fave.

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