poetry by j matthew waters

maybe 55 minutes at 375°

everything is late this year
spring and summer and expectant fall
tomatoes in the garden expanding
like waxing gibbous moons
healthy and reluctantly green

oscillating fan is bound to work
overtime now that school is in session
wardrobe becoming wide and varied
like these unpredictable days

yes we’ve been here aplenty
but never are we prepared
for the inevitable unexpected
whether disguised
as business as usual
or surprise apple pie in the oven

august two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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