poetry by j matthew waters

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if I could wish it all away

there’s no sense in testing the water
it’s the same as it’s ever been

every wednesday morning at nine
the city tests the loudspeaker system

one day it’ll prove itself to be futile
or utile —it’s funny how only time will tell

lenny kravitz sings about getting away
I tap my foot & chime in right out loud

replacing his simple words with mine
as if I’m some sort of ad lib junkie

knowing I’ve not a say in the matter
nor interested in wishing it all away

november two thousand twenty-two
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waltzing in the twilight

she wished upon a star
so many years ago
sitting on the front porch step
I don’t even remember
if she knew I was there

she spotted them falling
one after the other
and was certain she caught
the first very one
and I wondered
what she had wished for

across the way
a street lamp flickered on
and I waltzed home in the twilight

may two thousand sixteen
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best wishes from a night forgotten

I hadn’t wished for anything in about a year
so I said something out of the blue
and next thing I knew somebody was listening
to my ramblings while I later enjoyed
previously unreleased work
by james taylor

(I found myself singing along
as if I knew every word by heart)

I wished I hadn’t said some things
when I was drunk on cheap vodka
and highly potent craft porter
but that’s the way the cookie crumbles
especially the ones making a big old mess
on my walter payton jersey
freshly stained with spilt milk

november two thousand fifteen
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charting the free verse sky

those stars we used to wish upon
the ones first appearing in the twilight
or the ones falling from the
sky while sitting on the front porch step
where have they gone
now when you need them the most

sometimes I think of a certain star
that shined so bright it had no choice
but to crash and burn in some
remote forest you’ve never heard

those are the kinds of stars I miss the most

this universe is nothing but a free verse
poem with a little sizzle and endless syllables
spherically rotating around your ever
expanding mind
your inner child
charting the course of events
of every single moving object

december two thousand thirteen
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without a wish

the river ran dry
the year of the drought
collapsing the water table
atop its own legs

the wishing well closed
from lack of moisture
turning back all the day dreamers
hoping for change

september two thousand twelve
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wish you were here

wishes will always live
in so many forms
health, happiness and wealth

something as grand
as world peace
or refreshing
as a family in harmony

strangely beautiful words
wish to find true colors
worthy of painting
a world beyond tomorrow

june two thousand twelve
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