Her New Face, by Taunja Thomson

Clyties of the Mist, by Herbert James Draper (UK), 1912.

Her New Face

Her cloak is water--
it falls away
blue-gold
to depths
dark as the space
between here and Pluto.
She rolls upward
creamy breasts
shimmering stomach
titian hair
to soft beams
bouncing off waves.
She wakes 
in a field 
as bright yellow
as mbuna fish
her new face
open to the sun.

Taunja Thomson
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This poem was written for the 20 Poem Challenge.

Taunja Thomson: "My poetry has most recently appeared in Anti-Heroin Chic and will be featured in the September 2016 issue of Halcyon Days.  Two of my poems have been nominated for the Pushcart Award:  “Seahorse and Moon” in 2005 and “I Walked Out in January” in 2016.  I have co-authored a chapbook of ekphrastic poetry which has recently been accepted for publication and have a writer’s page at https://www.facebook.com/TaunjaThomsonWriter"