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poetry by j matthew waters

The War of the Worlds


Lines were crossed by renegade birds
twisting and shouting above the treetops
discovering yet another metropolis

Zeroing in from ground-level positions
superheroes rise between glass skyscrapers
bullets ricocheting like laser beams

There’s little room for science fiction
not when attempting to rescue a planet
speeding headlong toward self-destruction

The invasion has always come from within
often mistaken as unidentified aliens
navigating the most sophisticated machinery


july two thousand sixteen
copyright j matthew waters
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3 thoughts on “The War of the Worlds

  1. That first line really grabs me, just that imagery of “renegade birds”

  2. Pingback: The War of the Worlds – The writer in me

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