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poetry by j matthew waters

trying to leave something behind


inside pockets or drawers or cupboards
there is something waiting for you

you won’t have to look hard or long
behind every corner there is something new
something I left behind just for you

I used to try too hard to get your attention
but now I drift here and there
like a colorful ghost pretending to be a flower
dropping faded petals along the way

by days end I close my eyes and unwind
picturing you as a little girl with a wicker basket
happily gathering my thoughts one after another




january two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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