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as if it had the power


somehow the world’s lost
its song
gone in an instant
snatched away
like a pet or child
left unattended

tragic they call it
on the evening news
search parties gathering
spreading from county to county
and country to country
across fields and woods
bodies of water and coldwater streams
people from all places
holding vigils and praying
all for a song

how did it come to this
one song garnering such attention
such affection
such affiliation
as if it had the power
to tame the savage beast
and bring peace on earth





may two thousand nineteen
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a song for the dead


I keep telling myself I’m not afraid
repeating the phrase as if it’s my mantra
each letter embossed on my skin
images of hearts etched in my mind

I tell myself I’m no longer afraid
to fall asleep in the dead of night
grateful to have found my voice
relieved knowing I finally have a song




january two thousand nineteen
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winter migration


it may be the same song but
absolutely not the same dance

I’m not looking to tell a story
beneath downtown streetlamp
shining brightly on a particular corner
young hopeless couple
dancing to piped-in music and
big fat snowflakes
falling down at midnight

in mid december crows
grow in numbers along the river
where homeless often roam along
natural and artificial lights

sirens often interrupt airwaves
screaming across bridges
troopers and fire trucks and ambulances
chasing down their own stories

there is a small fire down below
keeping warm the cold
occasional small talk sometimes
turning angry
questioning the powers that be





december two thousand seventeen
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dancing on white sand


there was a number
maybe there were two or three
that when put together
added up to something
like an old fashioned love song

half notes and quarter notes
bounce off amphitheater rooftops
drifting into the cloudless sky
slowly dissolving like helium
balloons and unbridled kites

spiders and bears and
little tea kettles crawl through
open backlit space
giving chase to new ideas
dying to be composed

they say the song lives on
riding falling stars
content with returning to earth
surfing atop ocean waves
seeking a brand new dance floor



october two thousand sixteen
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chorus practice


cicadas alive and loud
sounding off above and below
sunny treetops
sublimely casting wavelengths
across the heavy air
noisily rhythmical to anyone
subconsciously dreaming of
reaching faraway places



august two thousand fifteen
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Somewhere Between the Lines


I

I’ve been trying to save myself
Long before I ever met you
I’m trying to understand
Why I feel so alive today
I found a message on the ‘net
That said you had gone away
So why do I keep searching
In a world that’s now unplugged

I don’t recall the last time
I walked on shallow water
There must be something in the air
That makes my eyes turn red
I looked much younger yesterday
When the sky was so much darker
I try to focus past the logic
But the clouds stand in the way

Flying solo used to be easy
When the birds kept in the trees
Hid behind camouflaged branches
Their songs were barely heard
But now the death of fall draws near
And they gather and form rainstorms
Is it any wonder I can’t find you
When my feet stay on the ground

II

I used to think I could find you hiding
But now I wonder when we’ll share
That moment in time together
Why does the sun always hide
When I walk between the lines

There’s a reason I keep looking
There’s a madness in my mind
I think maybe I should look elsewhere
Is it possible I will find you

III

It’s been a long long day
I’ve spent miles on this road
I’ve gone a long long way
Going to find my way back home



adapted from original version written in 2003
february two thousand fifteen
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Christopher’s Lullaby


Your eyes are like oceans
So wide and so deep
They’ve been through the calm
And the storm
They’re ready for sleep

Oh baby sweet baby
Hush and hide your eyes
Seek all your treasures
Be surprised what you find

Your boat is floating
Your sails all tucked in
You’re near the shore
Near the port
Soon you’ll be dreamin’

Oh baby sweet baby
Hush and hide your eyes
Seek all your treasures
Be surprised what you find

Your eyes don’t pretend
Their blue’s nearly gone
They’ve endured enough
For one day
They’ll be docked until dawn

Oh baby sweet baby
Hush and hide your eyes
Seek all your treasures
Be surprised what you find

Your journey has ended
You’re tired and beat
You’re in my arms
In my heart
Your day is complete

Oh baby sweet baby
Hush and hide your eyes
Never be alone in this world
Please always be mine


christopher matthew waters

nineteen ninety-one
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The Hill


Walked a mile to see a friend
On the last day of his life
Just to hear what he had to say
Just to listen to his lies
I study his eyes they tell me
Something you should know
They tell me about the monsters
And how they stole the show

He talked of his days in poverty
And how he rock & rolled
Showed me worn-out photos
From the days he worked alone
But we all knew another tale
The one he’d never tell
Like one day up upon the hill
The monsters looked so real

The monsters must have took his life
The monsters must have won
They took away his sanity
They stole away his son
But we all knew another tale
The one he’d never tell
When one day up upon the hill
The monsters looked so real

He said his past was not for real
He believed in another time
He walked the halls of yesteryear
And searched up in the skies
He never lived without the fear
Knowing that death was near
Never found the greater truth
Until the monsters took his hill

The monsters must have took his life
The monsters must have won
They live down deep inside of us
They’re always having fun

 

two thousand four
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