Riding the Cresting Salt

Ride we the curled, cresting salt;

Cling to the back of a wing-ed horse;

Drift we through warm waters

Rotten with flowers,

Float we, on a phantom, on Hope

On Grace.

©Hemmingplay 2015

3 Replies to “Riding the Cresting Salt”

AnnMarie Roselli-Kissack says:

June 3, 2015 at 8:05 PM

Your words here are as majestic as the ocean
am:)

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1. HemmingPlay says:
  
  June 3, 2015 at 8:18 PM
  
  Thank you, AM.
  
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  1. AnnMarie Roselli-Kissack says:
    
    June 3, 2015 at 8:19 PM
    
    You are welcome, my friend.
    am:)
    
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