poetry by j matthew waters

the sound of daybreak

I don’t know you
I swear I don’t
and if anyone asks me
that’s what I’m going to say

coming of age
arrived with grave discipline
void of emotional reasoning
and resisting to speak
for fear the scabs in our throats
may heal

I wasn’t asked to the dance
but away I danced
well past midnight
my partner the waning moon
leaning me over the stream

sometimes I forget
you are still here
even though you’ve been gone
and whenever I carelessly tell
others I don’t know you
I am labeled a liar
and publicly shunned

february two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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5 thoughts on “the sound of daybreak

  1. Audio is such a delight and poem itself says a lot

  2. denise0904 on said:

    That child within. We might be better people if we let our inner child out to play once in a while… Really like this poem.

  3. I have memories of being wallflowered as well.

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