Smell the flowers

The train stops, and it’s not a station.

It’s a mechanical fault which will take time to fix. Passengers jump out for an impromptu picnic in the flower gardens near the track.

Am I not lucky to have taken a train today? The boss’s secretary said flight tickets are getting expensive, and we need to trim travel costs. Bless her scared soul…

I’d love to float through clouds, but a plane cannot stop mid-air. It crash lands on hard ground, causing damage. I hope there is no connectivity in this place, and nobody is able to reach me.

I don’t like being constantly on call. I want to stop and smell the daffodils, like the poet in my school textbook did. 

I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey.

 And peace … it continues to elude me. The phone rings.

The Prosery prompt at dVerse today asks us to include the following words in a 144-word piece.

“I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace.” from the poem, “What I would like to grow in my Garden.” by Katherine Riegel


18 thoughts on “Smell the flowers

  1. This is so evocative! We are constantly bothered due to mobile phones and the need to keep it near us for fear of missing calls, important news etc. For once, I’d like to be without them so that there can be a moment of peace. Thank you so much for writing to the prompt! 💘💘

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