poetry by j matthew waters

swan nebula

born from the oven
released into the unknown
they race beyond their years
like children unborn

glowing warmly and bluesy
from river to stream
new moons sneak right along
stealthily like fugitives

weaving in and out of realities
neither earth nor sea
can prevent their creations
turning old life into new

though cycles may change
outcomes seldom do
starlets always shining
the oven never cooling

july two thousand fifteen
copyright j matthew waters
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