Poem Riding the Whale

You've seen this one before-but it goes into an ART SHOW in a couple of weeks with a black matted frame and white words in the mat ---the poem written for the

int- Riding the Whale Doug Hiser Walking down by the sea In the shimmering moonlight I saw you in white Leaving the seashore I can still see those waves Of black, of blue, flashes of cresting white As you go out into the deep I always thought we would fall in love Now I dream of seahorses, Angelfish, ocean leviathans With a pearly seashell to my ear And my heart in a coral cage I stare across the scary water As the silver moon calls the tide I thought we would fall in love Now I dream of you in white Walking on water A silent ceremony Of you, riding the whale, leaving me