poetry by j matthew waters

none of this land is ours

we climbed the hill in laughter
losing our lunch boxes along the way
certain we’d be able to
find them on the way down

once on top we jumped at
pretend stars shining so bright
shouting into funneled hands
for the gods to strike us down

imagining owning all the hills
as far as the eye could see
the bad guys appeared out of thin air
and sent us tumbling
all the way back down

october two thousand fourteen
copyright j matthew waters
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4 thoughts on “none of this land is ours

  1. Just so…beautiful ☀️

  2. Brings back memories of playing king of the hill as a child.

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