poetry by j matthew waters

missing out (or february thaw)

it was a late february morning
I recall it like yesterday

relaxing in the union lounge
black coffee & marlboro lights

I pen senseless poetry
comfortably numb in a window seat

the sun warming my ballpoint
unleashing thoughts onto the notebook

other than the dirty snowpack
it was truly a springlike day

& as I packed up & headed out
to my ten o’clock lecture

I was tempted to remind myself
how much I’ll miss the thaw

november two thousand twenty
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4 thoughts on “missing out (or february thaw)

  1. the thaw is life moving ahead

  2. The process of poetry and the thaw, both beautiful flows

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