earthbound and elemental
she keeps old zippo
and stick matches
stashed inside denim pockets
just in case something
ever needs starting
innocent dragons
breathe in knowledge
exhaling old world ideas
to winded children
dying for fresh air
oceans rock and roil
worshipped by clouds
parading as aliens
showering the coast
inexorably
deep within the soil
life awakens
stirred by foot driven shovels
uncovering rock
never before seen
january two thousand fourteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
wonderful poetry… very well done…
So glad you think so, thank you, Dee,
Wow, great image!
Thank you very much, Miwako.
This one is amazing.. the second stanza… what imagination.
Thank-you, Björn – very glad you think so.
Especially love that second stanza 🙂
Thanks so much, Melanie.