poetry by j matthew waters

and all that was meant to be

these precious days pass by
like a picture book dream
featuring rolling hills and
psychedelic fields
filled with buttercups
and honeybees

diving off a mountain bluff
you slowly descend
circling an umbrella of trees
guided by a willful power
taking you to the stream

alone you stand calling out
without saying a word
and all that was
and all that was meant to be
filters through your sparkling eyes

may two thousand sixteen
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3 thoughts on “and all that was meant to be

  1. This is a marvellously crafted poem which, for me, captures a sense of acceptance of life. Its tone is both melancholic yet almost joyful and it flows really well. Fine writing.

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