There’s No Train Today – prose by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Prosery

Sarah at dVerse has invited us to write a piece of prose to a max of 144 words and incorporating the line “No one left and no one came on the bare platform.” from ‘Adelstrop’ by Edward Thomas.


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“While no one can change the outcome of dementia or Alzheimer’s, with the right support you can change the journey.”  Tara Reed


There’s No Train Today

Diane saw the single yellow daisy and she caught herself smiling, and she drifted, recalling significant daisy moments, like the time she and David, her late husband, had walked country lanes picking flowers, carefree it seemed, and she felt a yearning though she couldn’t quite place it. It troubled her, but she let it go. Then she remembered the train station and the daisies growing at the southern end of the platform. Was that smoke she could smell? Diane looked up but no train was coming, in fact, it was unusually quiet. After a time she noticed that no one left and no one came on the bare platform. How strange. and then suddenly, a young woman appeared and Diane asked: “Where’s the train?” The young woman smiled and said “It’s okay mum, it’s Julie, I’m your daughter. There’s no train today, you’re reminiscing.”

©Paul Vincent Cannon



Filed under Free Verse, Ilness, life, love, prose, quote, Trains

40 responses to “There’s No Train Today – prose by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Nice bit of prose–a fully articulated story.

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  2. Wow! This is excellent, friend. 🕊

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  3. What a wonderfully empathic glimpse into the world of those slipping into dementia. Wow.

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  4. Not easy but empathy is what they need!

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  5. What an achingly accurate depiction of dementia.

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  6. Oh, that’s very poignant. The way it all comes together at the end. There’s something very tender in the relationship between mother and daughter.

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  7. Slightly different bent, but it reminds me of “The Trip to Bountiful”.


  8. lync56

    Beautiful poem – but quite disturbing as none of us know if we may be in this place ourselves one day


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  9. A wonderful metaphor, Paul! Thank you very much. Michael

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