poetry by j matthew waters

soaring high by her side

he instinctively wants to feed her
but has no idea where to begin
unable to comprehend
if he should start with the seed
or pick the fruit from the vine

she understands him much better
than he knows himself
but does not say a word
instead focuses on cleansing
his shoreline by bringing
wave upon wave upon wave

she nourishes him subconsciously
sublimely feeding him music
soothingly repeating his name
weaving wildflowers in his mane

he dreams of cherry tomatoes
and purple grapes
widening his mouth like a starved fledgling
having no idea one day
he will be soaring high by her side

june two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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12 thoughts on “soaring high by her side

  1. beautiful, J Matthew, just beautiful

  2. amberangst on said:

    I love this. Beautiful, my friend.

  3. Shawna on said:

    This is one of the best poems I’ve ever read.

  4. What beautiful poem what beautiful thoughts

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