poetry by j matthew waters

Archive for the tag “weathercock”


break of dawn rooster crows
ushering in wintry winds
twisting and turning atop the barn
singing bye bye american pie

fog rolls in and tractors stay put
weatherworn eyes cautiously shut
waiting for any ultraviolet rays
to jumpstart his lonely heart

nary an audience in sight he croons
anthems and ballads and rhythm & blues
hitting high notes with precision
ofttimes bellowing like a baritone

dealing in world real or imagined
winds come and go without reason
contemplating rain or sunshine
always searching beyond the skyline

august two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

Post Navigation

%d bloggers like this: