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poetry by j matthew waters

while trees are falling down

I saw some poetry while walking in the woods
but it quickly scurried away like a frightened ghost

did you see that I asked myself but I did not respond
determined to take a course unbeknownst to anyone

blood flows through my veins on borrowed time
at one within a place where hollow trees rise and fall

convinced there is no way out other than from within
I slow down my pace and surrender to the sound

march two thousand seventeen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged nature, poem, Poetry

8 thoughts on “while trees are falling down”

thesarahdoughty on March 11, 2017 at 8:54 pm said:

Oooh.

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- j matthew waters on March 12, 2017 at 7:14 am said:
  
  😀
  
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bluebellina on March 15, 2017 at 1:49 am said:

Love the first two lines.

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- j matthew waters on March 15, 2017 at 6:22 am said:
  
  Thank you, Daniella.
  
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denise0904 on March 15, 2017 at 5:50 pm said:

Beautiful. I would love to be able to emulate you but I don’t have a clue. When writing is so unique, that it is like magic, that!

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Björn Rudberg (brudberg) on March 18, 2017 at 5:08 pm said:

I think I have seen poetry escaping in the woods… words can be like a deer sometimes.

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mkrashes on April 20, 2017 at 2:29 pm said:

“at one within a place where hollow trees rise and fall” beautiful.

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- j matthew waters on April 20, 2017 at 5:35 pm said:
  
  Thank you, I’m elated you think so.
  
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