poetry by j matthew waters

surviving the winter without her

there were so many things to be said
but instead I lay silent
knowing that spring was here
that it could be the last

she loved wearing summer dresses
falling just below the knee
floral in pattern and ever so light
and when the sun hit just right
cast me back into one of her spells

by the time autumn arrives
her god-given powers faded southward
rendering me to my own devices
leaving me to decide for myself
how to survive another winter

june two thousand eighteen
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7 thoughts on “surviving the winter without her

  1. Lily on said:


    I especially like the second stanza … and that you used “lay” properly. 🙂

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