5 ~ sentences on the word ~ HORIZON

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This is in my response to the latest five Sentence Fiction from Lillie McFerrin ~~~

http://lilliemcferrin.com/five-sentence-fiction-horizon/

ESCAPE

by John Yeo ©

Fire

Picture credited by Ermlia ~ picture it and write

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The road approached the distant horizon, lit up, charged with particles of dust that reflected in shocking grey and pink, clouds of ash from the fire.

Intense heat mingled with and highlighted the acrid smell of smoke and burning vegetation as the wildfire took hold and built up speed with the spread of the flames.

Suddenly we became aware of hundreds of animals furiously racing alongside the road desperately trying to outrun the scorching destruction, the smell of burning flesh was intolerable.

I put my foot hard down on the throttle, stamping hard to the floor of the vehicle, attempting to squeeze more speed from the engine as I tried to outrun the spread of the flames.

I realised this was a part of the new order of the raging destruction and  excessive heat generated by the global warming caused by the thoughtless greed of humanity.

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Picture it and Write~~BREAKDOWN!

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This is the latest Picture it and write prompt from Ermilia’s Blog

Picture it & Write

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As usual the picture is supplied by Ermilia, and credited to Photo by mancity, http://www.printandroid.co.uk

BREAKDOWN

Written by John Yeo

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A very smooth journey, so far,

Much to our delighted surprise.

The aircraft was in very good shape,

Except for the occasional rattle.

A very smooth flight coming here,

Touch down smoothly, my fears subside.

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Our hired car was not so great,

A banger that had seen many a battle.

A really good scenic route by car,

Through the hot dry desert, how time flies.

A rattle, a bang, then sad to relate,

Smoke is pouring from an engine baffle.

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We have broken down, very far

From the nearest town of any size,

We can only sit in the car and wait

The heat intense, we share the water bottle.

A convoy arrives and the leading car

Stops to help and to offer a ride

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Our prayers are answered, we hesitate

To think there is danger in the offer.

Then beaten and robbed by the thugs

We are stripped of all we possess.

Then left stranded in the desert

Death comes as no surprise. Slowly.

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Re-awakening in the hospital,

I lie awake from my dream and decide,

I must question the doctor about the state,

Of my mind since my nervous breakdown.

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Shades of Hunger

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Lillie McFerrin~Five Sentence Fiction~ Prompt word ~ HUNGER

SHADES OF HUNGER

Young Billy was enduring shopping with his Mum, in the mall, and he could hardly wait to eat.

Mkabwe went hunting in the bush, with his Dad looking for food, anything the family could eat.

Hurry up Mum, I’m starving, said Billy rubbing his stomach, we always have a McDonalds here.

Mkabwe picked up a grub from the dusty floor of a dry river bed, no water flowed, he had not eaten for two days.

Both boys from different worlds know hunger in different ways.

 

Written by John Yeo (c)

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Picture it and Write~~The River of Peace.

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This is the latest Picture it and write prompt from Ermilia’s Blog

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As usual the picture is supplied and credited to Nikita Gill by Emilia

The River of Peace

by John Yeo

Magically the river of forgetfulness will take all our troubles away. Trouble will float from our side of the river to your side. To balance this we will receive candles from your side containing all your troubles, then blow the flames out. This will destroy the evil and send your troubles away. I light my candle with hope, I fill the flames with my despair. I float the candle to you over there. Knowing you will blow it out and disperse my troubles with the wind. I will receive your candle with a prayer, Then blow your troubles away.

Copyright (c) ~ Written by John Yeo  ~ All rights reserved.

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5 ~ sentences on the word ~ CONFUSION

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Nature in a confused un-natural state

by John Yeo

Two years ago during a very fierce storm, the strong winds blew a beautiful flowering Nectarine tree over. The roots were still firmly planted deep in the soil where they continued to nourish the tree. This year the tree burst into flower in Spring. The heavily scented flowers covered the branches over the prone tree as it lay on the ground still alive and thriving. The confused wild birds, attracted by the heavily scented perfume, flew down to feed from the confused tree, still alive and growing strongly, lying on the ground.

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Velvet Verbosity~~100 Word Challenge ~~~ “SECURE”

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The doctors arrived to help, wearing personal protection equipment. Rubber boots, protective suit with a hood, apron, gloves, a face-mask and goggles.
Two figures looking like alien space invaders approached our hut. Mother was sick and very unsteady on her feet. Grandad said, he thought she had the flu, I heard one of the doctors mention the word, EBOLA. One of my school-friends said people were leaving our village fast, because of this horrible disease. The doctors treated Mum and left quickly. They had to go because it was very hot wearing the protective outfits that made them feel secure.

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POLAR WARNING

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This is the latest Picture-it-and write prompt from Ermilia’s blog http://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2014/09/21/picture-it-write-42/

POLAR BEAR

 As usual the picture is provided and credited by Ermilia

POLAR WARNING

by John Yeo

 Hallo! My feet hurt. We have no ice here where I live, due to the effects of climate change and global warming. I am Phillip, I am one of an endangered species. Just one small part of the effect of the uncontrolled, thoughtless burning of fossil fuels that go a very long way towards creating greenhouse gasses. The ice I live on is melting fast and shrinking our habitat, I will introduce you to a friend of mine later who has just woken up from hibernation. We have been the kings of the ice fields for millions of years. we have lived through many changes and global catastrophes, until now. Now we are doomed. What can we do to survive? We have been hunted and killed for our meat. The ice was stained red with the blood of my brothers. We have been stripped of our fur to keep the killers warm and to allow them to survive on the icefields. We were the undisputed top of our evolutionary chain. We hunted and killed seals and fish for food, living peacefully with the balance of give and take, life and death. The native human Inuit people learned to live with us, we all survived in the wild icy North, together. Then men came with powerful guns and the slaughter for our fur began, our blood ran freely and stained the ice red. Now the cold blooded killers are robbing us of the ice that makes up our icefields, through burning fossil fuels and creating greenhouse gasses that magnify the sun, generating heat that melts the ice. We will adapt and survive somehow, my brothers and I will unite with the brown bears worldwide and we will fight back.

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INSPECT 100 word challenge by John Yeo

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Rainbow Lorikeet in a Golden Penda tree

INSPECT
100 word challenge by John Yeo

The plane landed and came to an abrupt halt at the end of the runway. We grabbed our hand luggage from the overhead lockers and left, heading for the customs hall and security.
“Open the bag, please. Sir”,
“Of course, I replied”. I then froze, the bag was stuffed full of money.
“Will you come with me, Sir?”
“But”, I replied, “This is not my money”
“I must insist, Sir”. Two other customs officers appeared from nowhere.
They escorted me to a nearby office, I tried to explain,
I was arrested. Then my identical bag turned up.
AFTERSHOCK SWEET FREEDOM

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HOLD The…………..

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HOLD THE MUTE BUTTON
by John Yeo

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Many passengers sharing a long-haul flight across the globe.
Transcontinental,
A darkened atmosphere.
Day turned into night.

An undercurrent of sound.
A babble,
A torrent of voices in a vacuum.
What is under discussion.

A flood of unidentified thought,
Mostly inconsequential,
Minds deprived.
Stimulus provided by a small screen in front of the eyes.

To a highly gifted sensitive mind,
Deprived of sensory stimulus,
Are these telepathic thoughts, voiced?
Or are they vocalised undercurrents?

Sitting in a cramped row of seats
In front of an illuminated screen,
Time drags on.
The sound continues unabated.
Sound delivered through a headset.

UNIDENTIFIABLE~~~~~~~

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DEEP BLACK

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ETERNAL BLACK

By John Yeo

Mrs Taylor was a widow who always dressed in black. For thirty years she had worn black clothes, a black armband and a black scarf covering her head. I once asked why? This was her reply :

“My husband Jack was a sailor, who perished in the cruel sea. We threw black wreaths in the sea when he died. In the depths of the ocean there is no night or day. The sun never penetrates and there is eternal black. I wear black to remember Jack, When I die I will be with him. We will be together in eternal black.”

100-Word-Challenge

My response to this weeks 100 word challenge the word ~  BLACK

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