I go where my a”muse”ment takes me! Just along for the ride!
HIPPOCAMPUS SADDLED IN DAYDREAMS Hippocampus saddled in the vast sea, one of God’s superimposed dreams. In miniature form these seahorses be, an aquatic burst of genius it seems. Hippocampus in old Flossie form, spotted from the Scottish shores. A frightful nightmare, not the norm, thus shiver in my corporeal core. If mermaids had thighs to tighten around their bony scales, would that they be fight’n where the shipshape sailor fails. Seducing sirens hiss upon the sea monster’s back with songs that rage to lead in armageddon attack, to place mankind in a flaming cage. 4/20/2018 Julia Ward’s Seahorses
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