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
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