poetry by j matthew waters


it takes much longer than seven days
to create something as beautiful as you
but here I sit on the veranda
trying to figure it all out

there is no rushing perfection
there is only absorbing
taking in what light there is
and channeling into something else

mixing yellows and greens
and all sorts of shades of blue
the white of the moon
the white of a rabbit’s foot
of an eggshell
or a lost soul

certain brushes make better oceans
certain vessels travel magically through time
transmitting snapshots of sunrises
never before seen

and here on the veranda
light slowly crawls to the surface
waves softly slapping my face

july two thousand sixteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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9 thoughts on “watercoloring

  1. I love this one, Jdub…

  2. John, this is gorgeously expressed!

  3. Lovely to read this once more. It always brings tears to my eyes-

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