Sea Shores Poem by Jeremy Horsford

The sea is relentless.

Shores are dragged out to sea upon their
last breath.

Debris of shores which once were, are
transported to foreign landscapes to rest.

New shores are borne and taken away when
it is least expected.

Treasures are washed ashore and scavengers
rummage to sell hope.

Tides are of two minds whether to ease
pressure on shores.

Shores are at peace when the night brings
quiet to the seas.