poetry by j matthew waters


I’ve not yet turned a page
and already
the landscape is covered white
erasing the reds & greens
and every subtle shade in between
including the tips
of copper mountaintops
bronze seals of letters unsent

without direction I look inward
inside a soul
shape-shifting & experimenting
with colors undefined
shooing away the false gods
hovering up above
waving in all things new
in black & white or kodachrome

january two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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2 thoughts on “composite

  1. Oh wow. Wow! This is marvelous, John!! 💕 it’s perfect.

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