Pink Lipped Sunrise :: Phyllis Johnson

Pink lipped sunrise
giving breath to
golden vapors
Drifting lavender.
gray, pink and blue
a seamless sky-stitched sea
scrolls ever outwards…
Beckoning, calling…
My mind, ever cast
a Dreamy state
from a sleepless night.
Aroused by a
gushing sound
stimulated by
hypnotic pull
of the currents.
An undercover
undertow…
Subtlety but sweetly
Drawing me in…
Sand ‘neath my feet,
sinking with steps,
roughness spells
a rock garden,
grounding me…
anchoring my flesh.
Yet my spirit soars…
free as a
pink lipped sunrise…

© Phyllis Johnson

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