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poetry by j matthew waters

listening to singles on a friday night


she had this voice
sultry and sad
band behind her
rhythmically energetic
and ever so melancholic
mesmerizing really
freezing you in thought
and action

there is this trumpet
somewhere in the middle
a wake up call really
shaking you to the core
reminding you
how much you miss her voice
and how badly
you want her back again




march two thousand eighteen
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9 thoughts on “listening to singles on a friday night

  1. My penchant for limericks caused me to commit this effort back around the turn of the century. I was very bad back then 🙂

    Exciting a whole generation
    Her voice took us past moderation
    It sounded so sleek
    Made us all grow weak
    And led us into procreation.

    And when she sang ‘Cry me a River’
    Our hearts were all of a quiver
    As girlfriends we cuddled
    We hoped they were muddled
    So more than a cuddle we’d give her.

  2. Shawna on said:

    This is what I love most about your poetry — every poem I finish, I feel like I would do anything to be able to get the backstory. You make me crave information I’ll never get, whether it’s real or imagined. I want to pick your brain so badly.

    Also, I love that this is just a touch sexy, but not so much that it stops me from imagining that this could be about the speaker’s mother. Then I wonder if she died, if she left him, why … Certainly it could be about a lover, an infatuation, a fantasy, a favorite musician who died. Or something completely different.

    Love your work.

  3. J, this is beautiful.

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