Friday, 5 October 2012

The Indie Exchange #FlashFiveFriday: Date

It's Friday Flash time again...

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2) No upper or lower word limits;
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When I first read that the prompt was ‘late’, straight away I thought of the song from Alice in Wonderland. You know the one, "I'm late, I'm late for a very important date. No time to say hello, good-bye, I'm late, I'm late, I'm late." So that inspired my first Flash today.

Eric's date

He was late. He scurried out of the little green door, which clanged on its hinges. Opening the rusting, metal gate, he hurried down the eeling pathway, jumping over a slow-moving worm on the way.

“Thanks,” said Willy Wormer, breathing a sigh of relief that he wasn’t going to meet the big old Worm Maker in the sky today.

“You're welcome,” mumbled Eric, rushing along the ground.

He’d forgotten his umbrella, which would never do. Eric glanced up at the sky, and sure enough it looked like rain and he was wearing his favourite waistcoat too. It was green with little blue buttons. How he hoped it wouldn’t get wet because then he just wouldn’t give the right impression.

Leaping a puddle, he jumped across the train tracks, one by one, careful to avoid the live rail. Since he was a wee one, his grandfather had lectured him daily on train safety. “Avoid the dastardly choo choo,” he’d wail at the end of every grand performance, which was often scarier than the prospect of a speeding train.

Across the field Eric ran, stopping now and then to greet a familiar spider, beetle or field mouse. After what seemed an eternity, he reached his destination, huffing and puffing. 

Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the door to The Wandering Inn and breezed inside. Scanning the wooden tables and chairs, he sighed to himself and smiled. She was there. She’d come after all. The sweetest mouse in all the world was waiting for him, her white fur shining in the light.

Brushing down his waistcoat, Eric strode towards her, his little black eyes sparkling. “I’m so squeaky glad you decided to meet me,” he beamed.


How time flies

Music plays softly in the background
A subtle tune fills the boredom
She glances up towards the clock
Tick-tock, it echoes against the wall

An old man sips his lager, cursing
As another waves his paper in the air
The 3.45 hadn’t been a dead cert
After all, and his piggy has run dry

Sara dips her finger in the wine
Runs a tip around the circular shape
It squeaks as though conversing;
How she aches for some chatter

Waiting, how she hates waiting
Why is he forever late?
Can’t he tell that she’s tiring
Of the same old, same old?

Yet she forgives him always
Just as she has these 30 years
Loving him always, no matter
That they spend more time apart

Of secret dates, secluded meets,
This pub aches with age-old stains
She sips the deep red wine
As he saunters through the door


  1. Funny how the "Alice and Wonderland" song the white rabbit sang popped into your head at the prompt. The same happened to me.

    I enjoyed your poem. It made me think of the secrets that the old walls have held for so long. I find it interesting to muse over how the good in relationships are more public than the tragic ones, which tend to be kept secret.

    1. It's such a great song. But, as a kid, I remember we had the Scooby song on vinyl!!! Thanks! I wasn't sure where it was going to go when I started writing it. Then I started thinking about empty pubs with the odd person, and you know, when you get old gents shouting across tables at each other! I nearly wrote about some dodgy dates I'd had in my life - the really odd ones, such as with The Man Who Didn't Speak!

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    1. Thanks Pav! I enjoyed reading yours too :)

  3. Vickie, this is brilliant. I look forward to #FlashFiveFriday for many reasons - your lovely posts are definitely one of them!

    1. Thanks, I love reading all of the posts too :)

  4. These are great pieces, Vickie! I love your creativity!

  5. Great work again, Vickie.

    Love these and inspired by Wonderland too. Love it :)

  6. Great job. My posts aren't nearly as creative.


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