poetry by j matthew waters

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treasure hunter

word on the street says you’ve figured out
where the treasure is hidden
you know the one buried somewhere
in the rocky mountains

so many previous attempts
so many complicated arrests
and five too many deaths

while the streets and the virus
leave us in maddening turmoil
you’re devising your own escape
disappearing like tinkerbell
or some recent lotto winner

along the way you collect items
by way of photograph
human hair & buffalo skull
but the feathered talisman you pocket
just hours before the find

there’s a good chance we’ll never know
who you may or may not be
unless of course you care to wager a guess

june two thousand twenty
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realigning the natural order of things

spade in hand
he didn’t have to go far
to reach rock bottom
sinking the blade into the earth
at the base of the limestone steps

ground firm but forgiving
from a wet winter
it didn’t take long to uncover
a row of sunken treasure preserved
by a mother’s touch and
protective nightcrawlers

this won’t be the last time
these stones have been moved
from one place
to another
won’t be the last time uncovered
by human hands and
reassembled into some sort of order

march two thousand fifteen
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a poem of possibilities

buried far beneath the earth
in the garden of good and evil
lies dormant the key
to man’s heart

the seedling had failed
to germinate
while the tree of knowledge flourished
thereby leaving man
selfishly singular

it’s been said treasure can be found
somewhere in the cradle of civilization
its hidden secrets
more powerful than the words
of all the enlightened masters
who left this world
dreaming of lasting peace

december two thousand thirteen
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in and out of reality

I crawled out of my skin
and curled into a ball
allowed the wind to kick me
down an endless winding road

along the way I witnessed
invisible claws dig
deep inside an open field
uncovering ancient treasures

as diamonds gradually
overwhelmed the sky
I unfurled my mind and
surrendered my spirit
to the next reality

november two thousand thirteen
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the bracelet

the bracelet fits perfectly
as if handcrafted
just for me

i found the bracelet
buried two feet deep
in my neighbor’s wooded
lot as i transgressed
with metal detector in hand
hoping to find pieces
from a past
i could somehow
put back together

within the safety
of my own property
i bring the bracelet
back to life
and pray its magic
will never end

february two thousand thirteen
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