poetry by j matthew waters

pacifying ancient waves

it’s getting late
the cold more than snow
wearing on me
like the moon
weighs on the ocean

the gods tell me
life is long
but there’ll be no spring
so I accept
the premise
and shift my focus

southern sun sings
shushing darkened clouds
extreme thoughts
into peaceful waves

january two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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6 thoughts on “pacifying ancient waves

  1. I so love this, Matthew!!

  2. Excellent poem … I love the imaginary involving seasons and cyclical changes, as the waves come and go…. sending best wishes. 😀

  3. denise0904 on said:

    La, c’est la vie. How we cope with aging, you seem to find an answer with your words…lovely poem.

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