poetry by j matthew waters


nobody cares about nineteen
eighty-four anymore

nobody seems to remember
how lovely the wine tasted
nor how the hash under glass
made the world such a
beautiful place

there is no rewinding
there is only nineteen eighty-four
when the world mushroomed
and there were no more
children to be born

some say the final war
brought lasting peace
to this world

but nobody can be sure

november two thousand thirteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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11 thoughts on “1984

  1. I like this. It reads like a subtle goodbye.

  2. haven’t read 1984 in a long time – seems too real now – scary and sad. K

  3. Everybody thinks 1984 is outdated just because Big Brother has an acronym… but this is really a scary poem..

  4. LL=large like… 🙂 Btw, Orwell’s novel “1984” has been like a “bible” to me…
    * * *
    my very best, tons of inspiration and have a zen week! 🙂 Cheers, Mélanie

  5. denise0904 on said:

    lol, what to do for an encore….

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