poetry by j matthew waters

a curious visit

she showed up unannounced
like a mongrel looking for a free lunch

it had been so long I didn’t recognize her
until she started speaking

she had been beaten so many times
her eyes were as uncertain as the sea

she spoke softly but with quick hands
small and unbelievably smooth

curious to discover what brought her here
I would eventually become disappointed

although she wasn’t exactly welcome
she was family
and there was nothing I could do

august two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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7 thoughts on “a curious visit

  1. I just lost a friend to murder. This poem might be her.

  2. This touches me so deeply, John. There are several scenarios I can imagine fitting here. But I ultimately think she’s an abused child at school, and the speaker is a cafeteria worker. That doesn’t really fit with the last stanza. But I like that story version.

    It could also be a reunion or a foster care situation.

    Oh, I’ve got it. What if the speaker is her son, and because of her lifestyle, he was taken away. So she keeps trying to see him, be part of his life, but he’s not exactly warm and loving. He’s had enough — probably sick of seeing her let men beat her up.

    I love this piece.

  3. denise0904 on said:

    I have just read what the others have written. i thought it was about a feral cat, as i have just lost mine and if he returned i would feel just like that.

  4. Shawna on said:

    I really love this line:

    “she spoke softly but with quick hands”

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