poetry by j matthew waters

winds of change

it’s not a job
but a livelihood
digging holes in the ground
and filling them back in
marching behind foot soldiers
a shovel for a rifle

the long grass past that hill
the one taken back
over a year and fortnight ago
grows wildly bright
naturally fertilized by both
allies and enemies

I wonder what I’ll become
when the world
embraces reconciliation
wonder what vocation
I could possibly embrace
to honor those still alive

march two thousand sixteen
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5 thoughts on “winds of change

  1. Deep and purposeful! Thanks so much for sharing. 🙂

  2. Excellent poem… the last stanza gave me shivers… thanks so much for sharing.
    All the best to you!, Aquileana 😀

  3. denise0904 on said:

    soldiers make the best poetry, they know chaos first hand, so an olde soldier needs be a poet.

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