poetry by j matthew waters


who’s that singing me to sleep
these late summer eves
waxing and waning like the moon
but oh so minuscule

good vibrations commingle
between life and death
cycling for the better every year
give or take a lunar month

hopping from tree to tree
from bush to shrub
petal to rejuvenated petal
tempted by the bluejay
and coaxed by the stream
making friends with frogs and mice
anything honestly faced along the way

june two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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4 thoughts on “katydid

  1. delightful, am smiling 🙂

  2. denise0904 on said:

    this is you….wonderful

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