New Shores

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by saints_and_sinners

by saints_and_sinners

New Shores

Reflections on a broken mirror

Shards of life still hanging

Splintered by so many storms

Worn from the years gone by

Still the thoughts are provoked

Is this really all?

No momentous occassions

Or climatic extravagance

Simply tattered memories

Torn and shredded

Like pages in a dull book

Used and tossed curbside

Is this really all?

No cinematic adventures

Or standing ovations

Just the act of being

Never known for more

Never asked for less

Change comes from within

Carry your mirror

No matter how shattered

Or splintered and worn

And shout "Bring me that horizon"

For new shores are just that

New shores

-J Douglas Stephenson, 2010