1984
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
I like this. It reads like a subtle goodbye.
Thanks, Millie – so glad you enjoyed this one.
haven’t read 1984 in a long time – seems too real now – scary and sad. K
Thanks so much for your support, Kathleen.
Everybody thinks 1984 is outdated just because Big Brother has an acronym… but this is really a scary poem..
Thank you for visiting and commenting on this piece, Björn.
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LL=large like… 🙂 Btw, Orwell’s novel “1984” has been like a “bible” to me…
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my very best, tons of inspiration and have a zen week! 🙂 Cheers, Mélanie
So glad you enjoyed ‘1984,’ Melanie. Wishing you a wonderful week!