I escaped. I locked the door and fled into the country where I absorbed sunshine and gentle breezes; pondered fields, flowers, and flowing water; chatted with friends, would-be friends, and ice-cream servers; and marveled at winged flight, before responsibilities returned me and my key to the lock on the door.
Anne Rokeach thanks the public library systems of Upstate New York for offering workshops which bring to her the joy of learning to write poetry and prose.
Lovely imagery!
Loved your story! I too thank the upstate New York library system!
Even temporary escape is invaluable, eh? You tell it well. Salute!
This is a very lyrical piece that transports me to a place of peace and tranquility. Deftly written and concluded.
what a nice idea, to escape, and for a moment I escaped with you.
This lovely story transports me on winged flight to sun and breezes in the country.
“Ice cream servers”: an unexpected but spot-on detail. Brava!
Wonderful piece. Would love to see more from this talented author.
Nice work. Spot on and perfectly rendered reminder of our escapes to visit relatives in rural north Louisiana. Thank you for sharing.
What a beautifully crafted and lovely respite for all!
So deftly written. Transports the reader to this beautiful outdoor adventure!
Gentle, yet succinct; well placed alliteration makes this piece poetry in prose form, and a lovely escape for both author and reader.