poetry by j matthew waters


we germinated seeds wrapped in
moist paper towels
trapped inside teacup saucers
left behind beneath the kitchen sink

evicted for reasons unbeknownst
to the uncaring eye
we migrated into the metropolis
finding security amongst the living

barely surviving into the spring
we packed our things
heads held high and singing
like the birds following in our wake

crossing into newfound fertile lands
we planted something new
prayed to the gods that be
our resurrected hopes would grow

february two thousand sixteen
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4 thoughts on “undeterred

  1. There’s always hope when you start all over again. Beginnings are filled with the promise of a better future.

  2. Nothings like a new start… though you have to cross the desert first.

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