poetry by j matthew waters

singing in the rain

the rain barrel is empty
going on a fortnight now
and the flowers
oh the flowers
they’re in need of a good cry

I’ve been dancing
every night in the twilight
the dormant grass
beneath my feet
an exhibition
to any god who may listen

july two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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2 thoughts on “singing in the rain

  1. This is relatable. Great poem, John!

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