Clock-watching and preening, putting the final touches to my appearance. I have a very important appointment for the job of a lifetime. I have made my preparations and rehearsed the interview. I arrive at the destination very confident, but LATE!! How can it be? I did everything right to the last degree. I trudge back home and instantly the reason becomes clear , my large usually highly accurate clock is 20 minutes slow. The battery is low and the time is wrong, I could kick myself. Why didn’t I heed the low battery warning by checking my cell–phone? It was on charge in the bedroom.
Picture it and Write~Brush fire
This is the latest picture prompt from Ermilia,s Blog
Image supplied and credited by Ermila
There are times during the very hot season when the bush is very dry, as dry as a tinder-box. A very slight spark can cause a destructive moving brush-fire that travels very, very fast as the flames take hold. The fire rages out of control, the fire-service, using aeroplanes, water-bomb the head of the inferno to try to stop the fire in its tracks.
The flames light up the sky, and we drive away with many other cars racing away from the moving, travelling wall of flame, that makes an incredible picture of the sky on fire.
As the sun sets in all its glory the fire turns night into day.
Written by John Yeo (c) All rights reserved.
First 50 Words “Kittens”
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KITTENS
There is a heartless unfeeling cruel person somewhere~Hiding~A cat-lover who loved a kitten, then fed and loved the cat~Then couldn’t find love for her babies~I discovered a cardboard box on my doorstep~Warily I approached, then there was a movement as two beautiful kitten faces popped up~I knew I was lost.
April~Poem-a-Day~~Day 30~Calling it a day
For today’s prompt, write a “calling it a day” poem. Some people might call this “Miller time,” others may refer to it as “closing time.” Just remember: Don’t call it a day until you put it in a poem.
“CALLING IT A DAY”
By John Yeo
Our poetical musing is over and done, and we finish by calling it a day.
April dawned with the challenge,
We met to ponder and think.
April showers brought showers of words
Poetical showery verbose days,
Followed by more time to ponder
On things that matter to poets.
The war is over, the battle is done,
Thirty pieces of art composed.
A month of prompts have been tackled
With our poetry to build and complete
The month of April is over.
Now is the time to call it a day.
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April~Poem-a-Day~Day 29~Magical Realism Poem
The final Two-for-Tuesday prompt for this month is:
- Write a realism poem. A poem that is rooted in the real world. Or…
- Write a magical poem. A poem that incorporates magical or fantastical elements.
Or write like Gabriel Garcia Marquez and do both!
The Rude Awakening
By John Yeo
I drifted freely in a magical sky
With my wings outstretched I began to fly,
From cloud to cloud through the intense blue
I drifted and danced my way to you.
I passed a magical fish flying by
Swimming in the Cerulean Sapphire sky.
A voice broke into my high journey
From across the shores of the skyful sea.
Half aware and still flying free
I wondered who could be calling to me.
I was rudely brought back to reality.
When I awoke from my magical reverie.
Get out of bed! It is getting late!
Breakfast is ready and it will not wait.
I crawled out to face another cold day
On my bike in the rain, and on my way,
Soaked to the skin, in the heartless city,
From a magical dream I faced harsh reality.
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First 50 Words~~”Monthly Deposit”
The crops had failed and many people were very hungry. The drought had been with us for months. No water to drink or to grow the crops. The waterholes had dried up and the cattle were dying of thirst. The food-rich countries rallied aound and delivered thousands of tons of food and water to the receiving stations in the area and it was agreed that a monthly deposit of provisions and water should be delivered to food banks until the rains arrived once again.
Picture it and Write~~
Here is the latest picture prompt from Ermila’s blog
http://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2014/04/27/picture-it-write-32/
ALL THE WORLD’S A STAG
By John Yeo
Our estate is under threat. Margaret and I have taxes to pay to the government with an enormous amount of work to be done on the upkeep of our estate, we have to think of something to generate income from all sources of revenue. The situation is dire, the roof is leaking, the heirlooms have been auctioned and we still owe money.
The folk-lore of the estate tells tales of our ancestors who tamed and rode giant stags with enormous antlers that powered through the heather. One day the estate manager and I were returning home from a night out in the local hostelry after researching the problem over various wines and other liquid nourishment. An awesome, fearsome figure loomed on the horizon, picked out in the setting of the evening sun. A giant stag with the most incredible set of antlers we had ever seen. I photographed the stag, then requisitioned a local artist to paint a set of oil paintings.
Then was born the legend of the immortal, incredible God of the stags, miracles were reported and legends spun. People flocked from far and wide to try to catch a glimpse of the Deity, who could surely make wishes come true and heal the sick. Pilgrims arrived from lands afar bringing gold and silver as offerings to the Deity. We used these generous offerings to reconstruct the estate and to build a temple to receive more visitors as our personal miracle continued.
Then one sad day, reality arrived to shatter the illusions in the shape of our artist bearing and sharing the original photograph.
We still have our visitors and believers!
Copyright (c) by John Yeo~~All rights reserved
First 50 Words~ “Human Communication”
HUMAN COMMUNICATION
Non-verbal communication is a very important understated aspect of human communication. Not just sign language, but getting your message across in many other different ways, such as facial expression, smiles and frowns, nods and winks. Then there is the very little understood method of mind-to-mind thought transference that is not recognised officially by the scientific community. Mind-reading I believe is real and not a branch of science fiction.
First 50 Words~ “Red Geranium”
RED GERANIUM
There were 50 wide steps up to our front door. Many a treacherous Winter’s day I have nearly slipped and had a fall. Autumn was just as bad with the occasional fallen leaf to trip on. Spring was my favourite time of the year, we put a pot with a red geranium on each side of every step. 100 beautiful pots of red geraniums that flowered all through Summer.
(c) Written by John Yeo
First 50 Words~”Mostly Sunny”
MOSTLY SUNNY
Holidays!
What to pack?
We are going South.
I hear the place we heading for has
Tropical rainstorms, Hurricanes, Floods,
Even Tsunamis have been known to occur.
Also the odd Earthquake to break the monotony.
Shorts are a must, sunglasses, sandals, short-sleeved shirts.
Better include an umbrella, a pac-a-mac a couple of sweaters and boots
Just in case, although I understand from checking the internet and doing some research
The place we are going to is MOSTLY SUNNY.
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