Salt

Velvetlascivious

On my beaten horse I ride

Through churning rising swollen tide 

And further still the shore from me

near in sight but far from reach

My hands are raw from gripping rope

The thickness fills my tightened throat

Eyes well and burn with brimming tears

We brave the ocean of my fears

I urge him on, my gentle beast

as the waves crash in around my knees

Salt air fills his stinging lungs 

saturates the bit between teeth and tongue

We fight for the shore through the violent sea

I for him and he for me

 

  • Author: E. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 19th, 2017 19:43
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 50
  • User favorite of this poem: Warded Seabee.
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Comments6

  • Quemis

    10/10


  • Warded Seabee

    Well done! Easily my favorite read today

    • Velvetlascivious

      Thank you for favoriting 🙂 about to check out some of yours

      • Warded Seabee

        Oh no, don't look! Lol I just post and participate so I can read good poetry like this all day!

        • 1 more comment

      • Goldfinch60

        Good strong write. Welcome to MPS.

        • Velvetlascivious

          Thanks very much for the compliment and the welcome

        • Garry

          Very rich.

        • down the rabbithole

          So well written, loved it... felt taken to another place

        • 🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽

          Wow deep and dark love like.. Great intense wording. Awesome rhyme scheme too. Kudos.

          U r most welcome to review my latest poem too. Pleeez do. I



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