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

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9 thoughts on “when shadows surrender

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

  2. Molasses moon… I like that.

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