poetry by j matthew waters

a brush with death

you hide your beauty behind
your deepest thoughts
deceived into believing
there is nothing left to share

generations of ingenuity
push your instincts
and test your resolve
to fashion the unthinkable

end result is earth shattering
and unbreakable
as you reveal one final time
your undying creativity

april two thousand thirteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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8 thoughts on “a brush with death

  1. I want “undying creativity” for myself 🙂 I really like this poem!

  2. a fabulous illusion of words I felt like I was watching a magician reading this poem the ending being pure magic :)) beeutiful bx

  3. Hauntingly beautiful!

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