poetry by j matthew waters

I’m about to break

spring is near and so are tears
sorrow giving way to joy
as it’s prone to do this time of year

looking back sitting on the edge
how words make no sense
thoughts dissolving into ignorance

energetic god of light awakens
thawing you from your misery
casting you back onto the streets
where you begin to flourish again

scattered like a flower’s seed
you resurface in cracks and seams
like an unexpected child

and those forgotten words
seemingly buried in the past
suddenly burst onto the scene

march two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
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