SMASHING JUSTICE

Ermilia gavel

This is my response to the latest Picture it and Write prompt on Ermlia’s blog~

http://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2014/06/01/picture-it-write-yesallwomen/#more-6024

The image is provided thanks to Ermlia

SMASHING JUSTICE

By John Yeo

The courtroom was packed with supporters for this victim of an alleged horrendous assault. There was much to get through, reams of evidence to be presented and debated. Morals were discussed and heartfelt pleas for justice were heard from many learned people. Our  highly esteemed judge was very well thought of in the city and indeed he had been the recipient of a splendid gift of a cut-glass gavel in recognition of his contribution to justice and the law. This was a very sensitive case and many people, the judges wife included, thought it should never have been brought to court. Of course the judge would never discuss the case with his wife, but she was very sensitive to his mind after 40 years of marriage. After many days of discussion and listening to much legal debate, with countless witnesses from many disciplines and areas of thought, the learned judge announced his decision. To everyone’s horror the judge pronounced the case unproven and the accused: Not Guilty! There was uproar in the courtroom, the judge raised his gavel: Order! Order in the court! There was a splintering of glass as the cut glass gavel that the learned judge’s wife had deliberately substituted, smashed into a thousand fragments. The police moved in to clear the courtroom. Justice and the system of justice had certainly been symbolically  smashed today.

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First 50 Words~”Open the Windows”

Edith is bedridden, living in a flat in Hampstead, London. Every July she would instruct her visitors to open the windows. Edith enjoyed the beautiful music from the open air music concerts, coming from Kenward House. Sadly cancelled this year, due to heavy losses, we invested in a music player.~~~~~~~~~~~

 

First 50 Words~”Over the Hill”

The desert spread out in every direction, we were travelling along the well trod spice routes, to trade for valuable silks and spices.  Fierce winds, sand piled on sand forming dunes that  masked the rocky terrain. Our water supplies were low, we hoped an oasis was just over the hill~~~~~~

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First 50 Words~ Wow, thanks

I was strolling through a beautiful flower-strewn field, towards a brilliant white light.

As if a cloud was looming above,  a voice seemed to come from afar shouting.  Wake Up! John come back!    

I opened my eyes. You were dead we saved your life.

Wow, thanks, I murmured. Very unsure.

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Velvet Verbosity~100 Words #380 – Clover

 The greenness of the  field of Clover took my breath away as I studied the field. The flowers had yet to form and the green Clover stretched all around the perimeter of my peripheral sight creating an emerald vista.  A vision of splendour.

 My Grandmother was dying from terminal cancer and she begged me to bring her a four leafed Clover. The legendary rare four leafed Clover is reputed to bring good luck and good health, to all lucky enough to encounter the magical power emanating from the four magical leaves.

A bluebird landed where I found the precious Clover.

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Picture it and write~ The Second Coming

This the latest picture prompt from Ermilia’s blog

Picture it & Write

THE SECOND COMING

By John Yeo

A round globe, a moon that spins gracefully in the emptiness of space. A light that dreams are woven from at nightfall.

A solidity that is taken for granted by association with the physical moon that lights up the night sky.

A moon-like entity came closer and closer to the planet causing uproar and panic among the dinosaurs all over the earth.

The round moon-like entity, composed of a strange substance, drifted to earth and landed among the high rocky mountains.

Then a lava-like substance, the life-force ,that had travelled across the infinity of the universe, just melted into a river.

The river of life then flowed gracefully to the sea, where new life took up residence in the waters that gave birth to all life.

Time passed and new life-forms crawled from the depths of the oceans to take residence on the land.

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

Credits for Picture provided by Ermilia ~

First 50 Words~Evacuate

To find oneself in a situation,
Where the object is not available
To fulfil the need for evacuation
Can be really quite uncomfortable.
To ponder the problem of the shortage
Of these objects for general use
People on high sit on the throne
Write poetry and generally muse.

Written by John Yeo (c)

First 50 Words~ “Evacuate”

85 year old neighbour Walter was  killed last week in a gas explosion. Walter was set in his ways a loner who had no time for anyone except his cat “Smokey”.  Walter was hard of hearing and very reclusive, he always had his windows and the doors firmly shut against the world. There was a major incident in the area, vans with loud-speakers attached combed the streets urging, requesting, then ordering everyone to EVACUATE! Then, the huge explosion that ripped through three houses, flattening everything. It was not until three days later that the world noticed the disappearance of Walter. “Smokey” survived.

Picture it and Write~Hot-air Balloon

This is the latest picture prompt from Ermilia,s Blog

http://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2014/05/18/__picture-it-write-82/

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A CHILD OF THE UNIVERSE

By John Yeo

I took my newly-wedded wife for the ride of a lifetime. We experienced the sheer exhilaration of flying through the star-filled heavens in the basket of a hot-air balloon.

A romantic night-flight with the panorama of the milky-way stretched out in all directions. We made love in the balloon basket in complete privacy on our wedding-night.

We hope we have succeeded in conceiving, and our baby will be a true, Child of the Universe. It would be really something if it were possible to time the actual birth of our Child of the Universe in another balloon trip across the firmament.

I guess that would be too risky.

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