time has stopped
a more pleasant time–
or perhaps it’s a dream.
She wants to stay here. This place
where flowers bloom, and it is spring
always. She gets off at the stop, now to
live another life, or one meant to be.
Colleen is doing an ekphrastic challenge this week, based on the photo above. This is my quick response before the deadline! My poem, an etheree, is based on the feeling that I got from the photo. The scene looks so idyllic, and the “Next Stop Willoughby” episode of The Twilight Zone flashed into my mind.