I’ve been forgetting to try the 5-Sentence Fiction challenge the last couple of weeks. And I’m almost too late this time around. The page says I have only about 3 hours left. The prompt this week is “Marriage,” and since I’m watching the clock, I ran to my poetry file because I remembered a poem I wrote about a year ago that had just about enough material for five sentences. The only problem was that I didn’t use sentences at all in that poem. So I borrowed the material (from my own work) and added the necessary subjects and verbs to give me five complete sentences. Whew! It’s been almost as hectic as actually getting married. My “story” is below the picture.
Coming and going, to-ing and fro-ing, thoughts in a dither, stomach a quiver, I’m scared.
Scurrying, worrying, phoning, conversing, weighing last doubts, I still could bow out if I dared.
Checking all pockets, fastening lockets, sniffing the bouquets – fragrant sublime haze – I’m okay.
Guests in their places, smiles on their faces, music at high tide, “Here Comes the Bride”: IT’S MY WEDDING DAY!