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The posings of a poet.

Shelldom


WHAT IS IT ABOUT THE
                SEA
THAT SO OFTEN MAKES A MAN
TRY HIS HAND
                                AT REVEALING
MYSTERIES UNCOMMON
                TO THE LAND

A BEATEN SHATTERED SCARRED
MERE REMNANT
OF A PIECE

TUMBLES ON IN
LIMBO
NEVER FINDS
RELEASE

IS WORN AWAY
BY MOTION
NEAR ALL ITS BEAUTY
SPENT

A FRAGILE LIFE
SO FAR FROM HOME
CAN YOU SEE
WHAT’S MEANT

FOR FROM THESE
SCARS A STORY
FLOWS
FROM TIDES
TO SHORE
IN FOAM

A LIFE WAS
SPENT
ON LIVING
BUT NOW ONLY
DOES IT
ROAM

AS BROKEN PIECES
LEFT BEHIND
IT SEEMS
NO IMPACT
MADE

IS THAT
THE FATE
THE PURPOSE
HERE
ALL EVIDENCE
SHALL FADE


BUT I
I GATHERED IT
OR RESCUED
ONE MIGHT
SAY

AND KEEP IT WITH
ME EVER
TO REMIND
ME OF
THE DAY

WHEN
FROM THE SEA
A SCARRED REMAIN
WAS CAST
HERE
AT MY FEET

AND BECKONED
ME TO
GATHER IT
AND WITH
PURPOSE
HERE ENTREAT

LIVE LIFE
LIVING
AND YIELD
NOT TO THE
TIDE

NO MATTER
SCARS
NO MATTER
LOSS
ONLY WHAT’S
INSIDE

WILL TRULY
BE THE LASTING
MARK
THAT LIVES
LIFE BEYOND YOU

THE PURPOSE
CLEAR
MAKE DIFFERENCE
HERE
WHAT IS IT YOU WILL DO?
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6 thoughts on “Shelldom

  1. Exceptional Write!

  2. Enjoyed this one and the message it coveys.

  3. Oophs…’coveys’ = ‘conveys’.

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