From the water

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She called to me from the ocean,
hand stretching above calm waters
that blended with the sky, shades of blue
and specks of white cascading beyond

that hand, frozen in a moment we shared.
Or maybe she merely wanted
to touch the sky and turned upside-down
with no thought of me.

(c) 2019 Phillip Scott

Written for a #PoeticPicturePrompt

Phillip Knight Scott My name is Phillip. I live in North Carolina with my wife of 11 years and 3-year-old son, and at least for the next year, I’m on the right side of 40. (Both the interstate and existence, in years). I am a Tar Heel born and bred, and watch every Yankees game I can. My goal is to visit all 30 MLB stadiums in the next 10 years. I’ve been to 5 so far! Obviously I enjoy writing, but I also enjoy watching and reading sci-fi. I’m slowly attempting to finish my first novel, a “humorous” sci-fi romp which may be finished one day. I am a Doctor Who obsessive and choose Star Trek over Star Wars.

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