poetry by j matthew waters

broken glass worries not the gods

the world is but a china cabinet
its glass windows like curved domes
barely protecting a susceptible client
boasting beauty and fragility

stones and bulls whiz and whirl inside the place
directed by gods from trillions of miles away
neither seeking nor destroying
but mimicking and marveling
at the blue jewel’s simple complexities

march two thousand fifteen
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9 thoughts on “broken glass worries not the gods

  1. What a gorgeous nugget this is — sad, profound, but beautiful…

  2. Eileen popp on said:

    This really touched me..so lovely..life is fragile

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