poetry by j matthew waters

into thin air

she sat reading a book
never looking up as the train
raced and abruptly stopped time and again
as if it had some place it needed to be

she reminded me of a morning star
transiting along smog filled clouds
maybe noticeable but memorable
slowly becoming consumed by a rising sun

I raced and stopped like the train
attempting to get closer
drawn to discover the title of the book
or why she always disappears

september two thousand sixteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

Single Post Navigation

9 thoughts on “into thin air

  1. Oh, I do hope she turns out to be a ghost.

  2. Well this could be me as I read your poem on the train this morning … enjoyed it, John. Have a good week xx

  3. Very intriguing John! 🙂 Kind of feels dream like, and as if leading you into a greater story.

  4. I have felt that when I read on commuter trains…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: