poetry by j matthew waters

broken lives

shadows ebb and flow
controlled by lights artificial and real
coming and going like clockwork
extending a helping hand
providing glimmers of hope to broken lives
methodically digging their own back door

imprisoned from within
their beauty is dying to be seen
hidden gems in fields of isolation
learning to bud and blossom
nurtured by mighty mother nature herself
sheltered from outsiders and themselves

september two thousand eighteen
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