Friday 12 June 2015

THE WAIT - FRIDAY FICTIONEERS














Rochelle says: Summer reruns are upon us. As I will be somewhat out of commission this week to have a physical inconvenience taken care of I’m falling back on one of those prompts from my first year in Friday Fictioneers.

The following photo is the PHOTO PROMPT.



PHOTO PROMPT -© Raina Ng





The Wait

Looking around the kitchen one more time

She searched for evidence of the crime

Spotlessly clean and everything back in its right place

All she had to do was plaster a smile on her face

They would be here soon

They said not before noon

The anticipation was stressful

Waiting for words so cruel

She was always the quiet one

The one who stopped all the fun

Always responsible

Remaining neutral

Last night she didn’t mind the mess

Her friends said it was progress

She heard their key in the door

As she noticed a spot on the floor
Word count: 100
 

8 comments:

  1. So many questions, love the tension and then the end, the spot. Damn Spot! But she's calm she'll just wipe it up with the hem of her dress and answer the door, cool, calm, and murderously guilty. Okay, couldn't resist, but you left my imagination working! :) Great story!

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  2. Oh no! So many questions about this one, and I bet everyone who reads this will interpret it a little differently. As I read it I pictured a teenage girl who had let her friends talk her into something that perhaps she wasn't OK with. Your quick scribbles always leave me wanting more.

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  3. I've read about this "crime scene" theme" a few times in relation to this photo...but never in the form of a poem. Very creative! :)

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  4. I think the term 'rooted to the spot' might be appropriate here. Stand on it, until they've gone. Nice idea.

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  5. The one that stopped the fun -- I know that personality trait. Sounds like the "fun" is just beginning in this story though.

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  6. Dear Sally,

    That damned spot. Can she stand there the whole time? Good one.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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