poetry by j matthew waters

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watching cartoons in little pink houses

everyone sees him except you
my dear inspector
walking amongst the living
and very much in the thick of things
whether taking five in the studio
[sitting cross-legged in the director’s chair]
or strolling down the walk of fame
hand in hand with julie andrews

he turns your blues into pink
right before your very eyes
but all you realize is yourself
as if that oversized magnifier
is nothing but a looking glass

some say that ever elusive diamond
never did exist
but that colorful far-out cat
now he was the real deal
blending into every kind of scenery
be it on the big screen or otherwise

january two thousand nineteen
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cool like pink lemonade

sun falling fast behind frost-covered hills
shades of pink glorifying the horizon
variable winds swirling and sweeping
speaking in languages I’m sure I once knew
images of elephants coming to mind
marching high in midday sky
sporting hides bordering on pink
drifting in and out of cumulus clouds
turning hot and sticky summer days
into something inexplicably cool

november two thousand eighteen
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chasing down color pink

sky is pink
it’s absolutely beautiful
to think it won’t always be

some days I fail to see sun shining
leaving me to wonder when
pink will fill sky once more

to think it’s nearly twenty twenty
my eyesight far from failing
undoubtedly evolving
picking out shades of grey
amongst camouflaged clouds

obscure hues and obvious
tints infiltrate my dreams
dashing in and out
like a mad prankster
expecting me to give chase

february two thousand eighteen
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all rights reserved

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