poetry by j matthew waters

illusionary safe havens

bulleted cars crawl on desert road
headlamps shining
motors purring silently
powered by a sun
hidden past the dunes

old soldiers march in the rear
in light camouflage
carrying rifles and canteens
their breath visible while
chanting in the cool air

twenty thousand miles overhead
satellites pick up chatter and
transmit to the other side
resting comfortably
somewhere near the water

like a wine connoisseur
star-studded aficionados
select bombs from a list
packaged and activated
and released from a carrier

morning sun cast shadows
stretched across the desert
etching out new roads
and offering new hopes of
finding refuge near the red sea

october two thousand fifteen
copyright j matthew waters
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9 thoughts on “illusionary safe havens

  1. Wow. What a scene you paint! I especially liked the last two stanzas and these lines:
    “like a wine connoisseur
    star-studded aficionados
    select bombs from a list”

  2. Very nice, have to echo the above comment. Those lines jumped out at me as well.

  3. thefeatheredsleep on said:

    Just brilliant! !!!

  4. absolutely love the last verse, beautiful poetry! I love the imagery that you create with your words!

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