poetry by j matthew waters

the ones that got away

there is privacy in certain thoughts
the ones that seldom escape
meant to be shared only with those
who have long ago moved on

street lamps shine on cobbled stones
the ones discovered beneath streets
crumbled by time and coming to life
sprouting the prettiest of flowers

evening fades to children chasing
fireflies moving in distinct directions
fleeting moments shortly relived
perhaps released to the heavens

sometimes I nudge them begrudgingly
those innermost secretive thoughts
letting them know I am still alive
and protecting them the best I can

may two thousand sixteen
copyright j matthew waters
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2 thoughts on “the ones that got away

  1. I like the thoughts that are like fireflies… maybe we need to whisper them at night

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