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poetry by j matthew waters

suddenly there is no tomorrow

my feet are hurting but my heart
is beating just fine
it may have skipped
once or twice or trice
simply by finding you here

we always look forward to october
though hate to see september
slowly burning in rearview
like those hybrid pumpkins
glowing in the twilight

there are no perfect days
but the harvest moon
is as cool as cool can be

and you kiss me unexpectedly

september two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged autumn, poem, Poetry

8 thoughts on “suddenly there is no tomorrow”

denise0904 on September 17, 2017 at 2:46 pm said:

what sweet poem, an autumn amour.

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- j matthew waters on September 17, 2017 at 6:25 pm said:
  
  thank you kindly
  
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Baydreamer on September 17, 2017 at 5:50 pm said:

Lovely, John!

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- j matthew waters on September 17, 2017 at 6:21 pm said:
  
  thank you very much, Lauren
  
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K.C. on September 17, 2017 at 11:40 pm said:

Aww.. so cute

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- j matthew waters on September 18, 2017 at 6:25 am said:
  
  Thank you, Kanika!
  
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Sofia Kioroglou on September 19, 2017 at 4:20 am said:

Terrific work. Beautifully crafted and evocative.

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- j matthew waters on September 19, 2017 at 6:25 am said:
  
  Thank you very much, Sofia. I appreciate you visiting here and commenting on this piece.
  
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