poetry by j matthew waters

passing the torch

if the birds don’t rule this world
nobody knows who does

they fly in and out of dreams
as if they had been here before

first to awaken they stir the frost
with slow motion wings
opening promises above the clouds

in prehistoric times they fed without
fear of twenty gauge buckshot

back in the future they learn
to penetrate outer atmospheres

they’ve seen it all and they pass their
knowledge onto future generations
long after migrating from this world

july two thousand fifteen
copyright j matthew waters
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4 thoughts on “passing the torch

  1. Birds rule in my world. I look forward to seeing them every day of my life and in your poems.

  2. very beautiful.

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