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poetry by j matthew waters

when shadows surrender

schizophrenic city streets
lined with phantom street lamps
come alive come nightfall
thanks to a populace as diverse
as any melting pot can get

shadows gradually give way
to molasses moon rising
repetitiously expanding
melding in with various moods
painting the town in technicolor

may two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
all right reserved

Posted in In the City, Poetry and tagged moon, poem, Poetry

9 thoughts on “when shadows surrender”

my valiant soul on May 12, 2018 at 9:06 am said:

Wow!

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- j matthew waters on May 12, 2018 at 1:38 pm said:
  
  Thank you, Devika. I’m happy you enjoyed this one.
  
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  - my valiant soul on May 12, 2018 at 3:19 pm said:
    
    Always
Denise Carruthers on May 12, 2018 at 6:44 pm said:

I like the way the ‘m’ sounds make this poem flow….

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- j matthew waters on May 12, 2018 at 7:26 pm said:
  
  Thank you so much, Denise.
  
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Björn Rudberg (brudberg) on May 13, 2018 at 2:54 pm said:

Molasses moon… I like that.

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- j matthew waters on May 13, 2018 at 9:40 pm said:
  
  yeah I’m trying to remember how that popped into my mind but just love the sound of it
  
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Bonny Blogger on May 14, 2018 at 7:32 am said:

oh — a goody

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- j matthew waters on May 14, 2018 at 12:08 pm said:
  
  Thank so much, Bonnie!
  
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