This photo reminded me of a poem I wrote a year or so ago. Since my interest, now, is expanding my poetry into a story, I thought I’d try that out here again. It’s sort of another Sissy and Buck romance thing:
Table for Two/Monday 5PM
It was the largest bunch of daisies Sissy had ever seen. It arrived, at 5PM, one horrible Monday afternoon. The card read:
Let’s hop a train for dinner.
We can see where it leads.
If you have a few nights
we could get a cabin
where the sounds of whistles
and tracks rushing by
would take us
places we don’t have to be.
It’s just like Buck to think I can just disappear for a few days. Sometimes he doesn’t seem to be in touch with reality, Sissy thought.
Boarding the train, she was smiling behind daisies.
(The daisies looked so bright at their table. This is the original last sentence…doesn’t seem to be working/saying what I mean.)
photo prompt © Jennifer Pendergast