poetry by j matthew waters

still life telling its own stories

the story was supposed to have a twist at the end
but all it had were some half-baked ideas
and out-of-place exclamation points

and so he went back and reworked the narrative
thinking the story could be salvaged by removing
the exclamation points and replacing them
with a series of question marks

on the kitchen table was a round wicker basket
sometimes filled with bananas
other times apples or lemons and limes
maybe a super ripe avocado or mango

and then it hit him that the story had
nothing to do with punctuation
but rather uneaten fruit dying to be noticed
in someone else’s nondescript world

november two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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9 thoughts on “still life telling its own stories

  1. Excellent reading of a strong piece!!!

  2. This is flawless poetry. Brilliant title. I love where you went with the punctuation and the fruit.

    Life gets boring. That’s why we juice it up with fiction.

    I really dig this poem.

  3. Molto coinvolgente la lettura.

  4. denise0904 on said:

    a story in need of a prune, lol

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