poetry by j matthew waters

two parlors

practicing piano in silence
exercising like stranger in the night
bouncing high tides off lows
mixing black keys with white
breaking barriers near or far
like rising moon trying to hide

next room artist paints on canvas
debutante draped in sprawling blue gown
practicing scales and
segueing into newfound adventures
like solitary mariner chasing down
old stars from dusk until dawn

january two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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