poetry by j matthew waters

cemetery trees

candles are made to be lit
just as wishbones
are meant to be broken

I’ve no idea where they come from
but they just keep on giving
like there’s no tomorrow

yesterday’s best ideas are nothing
more than a passing fancy
notwithstanding indecipherable rhymes
capable of sneaking through cracks

around here we talk about what
will be or what may have been
all the while knowing full damn well
we’ve no intention of being caught
dead in our tracks

august two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
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8 thoughts on “cemetery trees

  1. Excellent title and composition.Yes, what we give least thought to is often so wisdom filled !❤

  2. The last verse makes one stop and think. A play on “cemetery” ideas, I assume. Wonderful piece, John. 🙂

  3. From beginning to end, it was mind blowing.

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