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poetry by j matthew waters

garden of confusion

wind chimes chatter in the mist
varied in pitch and velocity
powered by dark winds
swirling past steel spiders

rusty fish swim by twilight
nipping at one-legged flamingo
all tucked in for the night

silent rocks in aerated streams
attract ceramic turtles and
green neon frogs
settling on that perfect spot

avian whispers segue into
full-fledged sirens
scaring the wildflowers away

april two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged garden, poem, Poetry

8 thoughts on “garden of confusion”

moondustwriter on April 7, 2016 at 7:45 pm said:

lovely poem fitting for a gusty eve

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- j matthew waters on April 7, 2016 at 7:47 pm said:
  
  thank you – glad you think so
  
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LolaMarina (@1lolamarina) on April 10, 2016 at 11:30 pm said:

I almost feel part of that world…….

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- j matthew waters on April 11, 2016 at 5:51 am said:
  
  on nights like theses it’s easy to be swept away….
  
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Wordifull Melanie on April 12, 2016 at 9:08 pm said:

great imagery 🙂

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- j matthew waters on April 12, 2016 at 9:11 pm said:
  
  thank you so much
  
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Björn Rudberg (brudberg) on April 24, 2016 at 10:21 am said:

I do prefer to be a lazy gardener..

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j matthew waters on April 24, 2016 at 3:43 pm said:

lazy gardening is certainly more relaxing.

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