Riding the Curled Salt


Like riding the curled, cresting salt;

Like riding a wing-ed horse;

Like drifting through warm waters

Festooned with flowers,

We float on a phantom of Grace.

Enchanted.

HemmingPlay

“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." --Chaucer

yaskhan

Poetry, Photography, haiku,

Upashna

In happiness my words I lack, in grief they overflow.

The Wild Heart of Life

Creative Nonfiction & Poetry

- MIKE STEEDEN -

THE DRIVELLINGS OF TWATTERSLEY FROMAGE

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