It's Still Life

I Escaped …

into greens.
into shaded limbs of
silent sage and
noisy limes.

beech buttressed the sky,
and I was lost, stitched
into queen anne’s lace
and elderberry creams.

scent played me,
teased as
scotch pine warmed
the air.

I escaped myself,
if just for that moment.

for dVerse “a portal” ©️ Misky 2020 photo taken near my house.