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SENTIMENTAL CELEBRATIONS

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MONDAY 4th JANUARY 2021 

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

Prompt ~SENTIMENTAL CELEBRATIONS

January 2021 Writing Prompts

SENTIMENTAL CELEBRATIONS


by John Yeo.

    Joe and Meg had met on a cruise ship, the grand SS Rosemary. They were both sadly bereaved from previous matrimonial spouses. 

    Circumstances threw them together when they met aboard the ship. They had both played their cards right over a bridge card table on board ship and they became inseparable. They were married six months later with a simple ceremony in church and they were soon happily settled. Both contentedly retired, they were hardly ever out of each other’s company and life simply drifted by in a haze of pure contentment.

    Five extremely happy years later they enjoyed the ultimate sentimental celebration. Word reached them that the actual ship that had brought them together was sailing into the sunset for its final voyage. 

    Plans were made and the day of sailing grew ever closer

 They experienced the incredible, sad farewell voyage which sailed from Southampton through the Mediterranean visiting some  beautiful and historic cities during the voyage, including Venice, Barcelona, Dubrovnik, Valletta, and Casablanca. The destinations were beautiful and romantic enough to be thought of as a special second honeymoon with sentimental celebrations.

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

THE FLYING FUTURE

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SUNDAY 10th JANUARY 2021

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

Prompt ~ THE FLYING FUTURE

January 2021 Writing Prompts

THE FLYING FUTURE

by John Yeo

The future will certainly be flying, 

Forever one small step in advance
Prediction will always need clarifying. 

Flight change will be varied and mystifying

With so many pathways left to chance, 

Change will occur in the blink of an eye.

From spacecraft capable of visiting the stars

To individual jetsuits and flying cars.

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The Flying Future, will be a mysterious pathway

As one aerial step passes away in the past

Tomorrow gets further in the temporal distance

With so many pathways left to chance.

The ever-changing future is always one step away,

Perhaps science fiction time-travel is the ultimate clue,

With time-trips where we can keep up and view; 

The Flying Future.

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

SPACE JUICE

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SATURDAY 9th JANUARY 2021

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

Prompt ~ SPACE JUICE

January 2021 Writing Prompts

SPACE JUICE


by John Yeo

   A new alcoholic drink was tested by a group of consumers with extremely vivid imaginations. They were asked to savour the delights of Space Juice and report on the taste and the effect.

The following are the reflections of one man who was to become an accomplished author.

    ‘We came upon a fast flowing river with water that powered a water mill. Forceful water that dashed and tumbled over moss covered purple rocks. We followed the odours of fresh baked bread mingling with the delicious smell of deep fried fish with a version of cheese and rough red wine. A structure made of a synthetic substance housed the strangers. There was a notice pinned to the door in what appeared as hieroglyphics, the nearest recognisable translation would be ‘Space Juice’

  This discovery was made in a dense unexplored rainforest. We knew we had found the survivors of a spacecraft that had crash landed.

  The mission had been going to plan. After a smooth takeoff there had been a collision on the way through the asteroid belt. A tiny rock had pierced the fuel tank and a portion of the fuel had drained away, the ship crash landed in the jungle having run out of space juice and the surviving members of the crew were to spend 10 years in the jungle. 

 Space Juice is a stimulant that will take you on a journey out of this Covid diseased, lockdown world.’

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

AVIAN CANNIBALS

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FRIDAY 8th JANUARY 2021

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

Prompt ~CANNIBALIZING AIRFRAMES

January 2021 Writing Prompts
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AVIAN CANNIBALS

by John Yeo

A powerful hawk left his chicks safe in the nest

Seeking food for his family, flying fast and high 

Swooping low in the treetops he began his quest.

~

A flock of pigeons across the treetops progressed

Unaware of the danger patrolling the sky

When the hungry hawk left his chicks in the nest.

~

The attack was silent and sudden, the prey distressed,

A bird was swiftly snatched in the blink of a hawk eye.

Swooping low in the treetops he returned to his nest.

`~

The tiercel and her chicks feasted on pigeon breast 

Leaving the skeletal frame in the nest picked dry

The powerful hawk left his chicks safe in the nest.

~

A fierce golden eagle flying South by South-West

Snatched the unwary hawk with a screeching cry

Swooping low in the treetops he’d begun his quest.

~

This killer eagle was hunted, harried and oppressed

His feathers used for decoration, shot from the sky

A motherly hawk left her chicks safe in the nest

Swooping low in the treetops she began her quest.

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

Notes……Cannibalizing airframes 

   The airplane design was inspired and modelled on birds

Airplanes have wings, just like birds. They also have a light skeleton (or framework) to decrease their weight, and they have a streamlined shape to decrease drag. The big difference is that airplanes do not flap their wings.

The airframe of birds is composed of a body, a skeleton and a variety of multi coloured feathers

Hawks cannibalize smaller birds

Humanity eats their flesh and eggs and uses their feathers for decoration.

IGNORING THE IGNORANCE

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THURSDAY 7th JANUARY 2021

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

Prompt ~ IGNORING THE IGNORANCE

January 2021 Writing Prompts

IGNORING THE IGNORANCE

by John Yeo

   The man walked into a village in India. The people were hungry and destitute, living from day-to-day, hand-to-mouth. The villagers attempted to grow a few vegetables to put food in the mouths of their children. The monsoon was late this year, everyone was desperate for a drink and the crops were drying.

 He was so shocked at the contrast between his comfortable lifestyle and this blatant poverty he couldn’t sleep at night. His thoughts swirled around the sheer magnitude of the unfairness of life. 

  Finally he resorted to asking for the opinions of a philosopher on the moral aspects of these shocking circumstances.

   This was the reply…..

‘They know nothing of your lifestyle, they grew up to endure their circumstances. They’re absolutely in total ignorance of  anything different. For your own and their sanity you must allow them to live.’

  ‘You mean, I should ignore their ignorance of a better life and do nothing?’

The man became a famous writer, drawing attention to this sad unfairness and many other anomalies in life.

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

AIRBUS ACQUISITIONS

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WEDNESDAY 6th JANUARY 2021

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

Prompt ~ AIRBUS ACQUISITIONS

January 2021 Writing Prompts
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AIRBUS ACQUISITIONS

by John Yeo

‘If we’re going to make any permanent decisions

to keep our passenger service up and running,

We have to make some rapid Airbus acquisitions.’

A remark either stupid or incredibly cunning.

~

The board sat up in puzzled, shocked amazement,

Fiery, Sir Fred shouted, ‘Are you stark raving mad?

There’s a worldwide pandemic without containment.

Without passengers or income, things look really bad!’

~

There were nods of agreement from around the table,

‘The accountant continued, ‘We have enough in reserve

for investment and to keep our services stable. 

We just need to be bold and to hold our nerve.’

~

Pandemonium broke out with angry loud disagreement

The chairman raised his voice , ‘Allow him to continue,’

‘Thank you. The market nosediving is quite convenient,

Everyone is strugglng this pandemic came out of the blue.’

~

Silence reigned as the atmosphere settled with interest,

‘The pandemic will be allayed with medical achievement

Passengers will travel and repay the investment, 

We’ll be ready and able to expand when it’s finished

With some Airbus Acquisitions from the bargain basement.’

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

HERCULES PROPELLERS

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TUESDAY 5th JANUARY 2021

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

Prompt ~HERCULES PROPELLERS

January 2021 Writing Prompts
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HERCULES PROPELLERS

by John Yeo


  James Sherwood was a retired self-made entrepreneur. A giant of man, 6′ 6″ in height with a broad pair of shoulders, he wasn’t a man who suffered fools gladly, he looked rather striking with his long dark hair and shrewd blue eyes. Happily married to the beautiful Eva for 19 extremely happy years, they were a well respected couple, who fitted in well with the inhabitants of the local village. Eva was resigned to the fact that James was an inveterate gambler, particularly now he’d retired, he was subject to periods of extreme boredom.

  Once a month James would fly to Scotland, in his private single engine plane to take part in a game of cards with his high-rolling cronies. 

  He knew this would be an unusual night, he just couldn’t go wrong. Hand after hand went his way and he’d cleaned out all of his friends except Donald who kept on playing long after the others had dropped out. Donald was a stubborn fellow who was also an entrepreneur and he hated to lose. 

  The tension was electric when it came to what was to be the final hand of the session. Donald was cleaned out halfway through the hand, but he refused to give in.

   James grinned and said.  ‘That’s it Donald; you’ve lost this one, l’m on a roll today.’

     ‘Wait, James, I’m not finished yet!’

   ‘What do you mean? You haven’t any money left!’

  Donald ran his hand through his thick blonde hair and replied,

‘OK buddy, I’m not done yet! I bet you all the money on the table against my C130 Hercules aeroplane parked on the airport runway.’

 There was a sudden silence in the room as the implications of this became clear. James nodded and heaped the cash in a pile in the centre of the table, Donald threw the keys to the Hercules on top. The atmosphere was tense as the last hand was played out.

There was a gasp as the last card was played and James took the hand.

  Donald went white and accepted the outcome, although he hated to lose, he gritted his teeth and said, ‘James, buddy, you’ll have to give me a lift home.’

  Much later James arrived home and shouted to Eva. 

  ‘Sorry I’m late! I’ve brought you a Hercules home.’

Without looking at James, she replied.

   ‘Yes! I saw you arrive but I don’t like the propellers.’

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

WIDE-BOOTY BOMBSHELLS

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MONDAY 4th JANUARY 2021 

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

Prompt ~WIDE-BOOTY BOMBSHELLS

January 2021 Writing Prompts
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I had to somewhat suppress my humorous urges when I saw the way this prompt was phrased as it borders on the edges of politeness.

However following M’s fascinating aircraft theme here is my researched aviation response

 Airlander 10, is the largest aircraft in the world that also has a remarkable resemblance to a human behind, is ready to fly again, according to the company that built it. 

In the U.K. the Airlander is affectionately known as the “flying bum.”

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Here goes…

WIDE-BOOTY BOMBSHELLS


by John Yeo

Wing Commander Wolfson a man of action 

Was put in command of the flying bombshell

He was aware of the danger of distraction.

~

The airship was designed to allow easy extraction 

 of the cargo from the capacious double rear-well

Wing Commander Wolfson was a man of action.

~

The crew could hardly suppress their elation
Discipline was essential this reaction to quell  

There was always the danger of distraction.

~

Fuelling up the airship could lead to petrification 

as the fumes and temperature began to gel

Wing Commander Wolfson was a man of action.

~

Flying this monster gave him great satisfaction

He loved his personal wide-booty bombshell.

Yes, he was aware of the danger of distraction.

~

A  memo from the Air Ministry caused consternation

Calling it a flying bum! A harsh, sinful, label,

Wing Commander Wolfson was a man of action

He was always aware of the danger of distraction.

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

TWIN ENGINE TRAGEDY

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SUNDAY 3rd JANUARY 2021

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

Prompt ~TWIN-ENGINE TURBINES

January 2021 Writing Prompts
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TWIN-ENGINE TRAGEDY

by John Yeo


  Captain Peter Rochester was a tall man with medium length hair that looked as if it retained its youthful looks with the aid of a proprietary hair dye. Retirement had come as an unwelcome shock since he’d retired from the Air Force. Still a relatively young man he received a good pension. Rosa, his wife was a retired fashion model. Still as glamorous as ever, in a mature way, Rosa still worked infrequently on a self employed basis. They were comfortably off and the future looked secure.
  Then the advert below appeared in his trade paper and his fertile brain came up with some ideas to alleviate the interminable boredom he was currently experiencing.

Twin Engine Turbine for Sale

‘Select from the twin engine turbine aircraft for sale manufacturers below to view aircraft designations by model. These twin engine turbine aircraft for sale are available immediately.’

  ‘Rosa, this looks interesting, we can set up in business as couriers and make some money if we look into this.’ 

 Rosa smiled and nodded,  ‘OK Pete!’ she replied, ‘I suspect you’ll need me to do the paperwork.’

  Several days later, after the financial matters had been settled, Captain Peter arranged to rent a hangar to house the aircraft at a tiny local airfield.

  Captain Peter was in his element as he flew above the countryside enjoying the view of the fields and villages spread out below. Suddenly with an almighty bang, an object collided with his left hand engine and a fire broke out. 

  He radioed the local Air Traffic Control, and gave them his position. ‘I’ve been hit by what looks like a rogue drone! I’m going to crash-land in the fields below. My left engine is hit and I’m flying using my twin right engine.’

  Suddenly his engine failed altogether and the aircraft crash landed.

There was a deathly silence over the burning aircraft as Captain Peter Rochester breathed his last breath.

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.