THE BEST OF THE BEST

TUESDAY 23rd MARCH 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 BEST OF THE BEST

THE BEST OF THE BEST

by John Yeo



The question is… “What do I want?”
This was never going to be easy,
There are so many turns in most of life,
What I want must fill a need for me!
Interpreting that need isn’t easy.

~

Do I want an end to trouble and strife?
This was never going to be easy.
That question still makes me uneasy.

Peace? Wealth? A healthy calm goodlife?
What I want must fill a need for me!

~

As I grow older and think carefully,
My mind drifts with worldly cares rife.
This was never going to be easy.
I narrow my want and thinking deeply,
Am I getting selfish to include my wife?

~

I want her to be completely happy

Never want for anything all her life.
Love and Peace with good health 

Free from pain and troublesome strife 

Enjoying the best of the best with me

~

What I want must fulfil a need for me.
This was never going to,be easy,


© by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

NATURAL and UNNATURAL POEMS

Prompt write a NATURAL and an  UNNATURAL POEM
~~~~~

NATURAL
Birds and the NATURAL survival power of flight, and the fight for survival.

THE FLIGHT TO FREEDOM


by John Yeo


We survived the unruly protection of the nest.

There were two of us left on the final day
Pushing and fighting for survival of the fittest .

The others died slowly and wasted away.
One day we were forced to fend for ourselves.
Pushed into flight by our parents insistence
Our shining iridescent plumage glistened 

Feathers spread. becoming powerful wings.
~

Gliding, soaring gracefully, a bird on the move,
A fully fledged miracle flying in heaven’s high.
Soaring close to the clouds floating above.
Survival in the folds of an unpredictable sky.
Calling loudly with a natural melody
Revelling in a new found freedom of spirit.
A powerful instinctive natural urge to belong
To the freedom of the life we were now to inherit.

Copyright © ~ Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.


UNNATURAL 

A songbird in a cage trapped and captured to provide entertainment and amusement for the idle rich in Victorian times.


CAGED WITH SADNESS 

by John Yeo


“Do you have to torture me, trapped in here?
I enjoy your treats when I cry out to you.
I think you like the sound of my voice
Complaining in tune.”
~
“I particularly hate that hook by the window,
Where you hang this prison sometimes.
I envy the freedom of birds in flight.
My soul breaks out in tune.”
~
“My heart is slowly wasting away
I am losing the urge to keep up the fight
Yet whenever I try to reach you to beg for release
You reward my tune with a treat.”



Copyright © ~ Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.


DR. GALAXY

Sunday 9th August 2020

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..

DR. GALAXY 

by John Yeo

Dr Galaxy was in charge of Covid isolation ward E,

Anonymous with her face visor covered by a mask

She was suited and booted covered with PPE.

~

She wore her name on a badge all could plainly see

She was a healing presence with an unenviable task

Dr Galaxy was in charge of Covid isolation ward E.

~

When the horrors accumulated to a terrible degree

Surrounded by suffering the infection rate vast

She was suited and booted covered with PPE.

~

High tension in the ward, science couldn’t foresee

Some recovered, yet many patients breathed their last,

Dr Galaxy was in charge of Covid isolation ward E.

~

It seemed the virus, out of control, running free,

Indiscriminately passing from person to person so fast

Staff were suited and booted covered with PPE

~

The professionals clapped whenever a patient was free,

They were too busy fighting to stop in their glory to bask,

Dr Galaxy was in charge of Covid isolation ward E.

She was suited and booted covered with PPE.

© Written by John Yeo

PERISTERONIC

SATURDAY 1st AUGUST 2020 ~ FLASH FICTION

PERISTERONIC

by John Yeo

He was a streamlined silver blue streak

With smooth feathers and a sharp beak

Groomed and reared for perilous flight

Certain to reach home by day or by night.

He delivered his message absolutely sure

From electronic eavesdropping safely secure

His internal compass never led him astray 

Perfectly pigeon in every possible way.

(53 WORDS)

© Written by John Yeo

FOLLOWING A LIFE


For today’s prompt, pick a direction, make that the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. There are so many directions: north, south, up, down, left, right, over, under, etc. But there are also more specific directions like “Across the Way,” “Through the Woods,” and “Beyond the Clearing.” Or give directions like “Clean Your Room,” “Tie Your Shoes,” or “Get Over Here.”

Saturday 27th April 2019

DAY TWENTY-SEVEN

Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-A-Day on Writers Digest

Which direction shall we choose?

FOLLOWING A LIFE


by John Yeo

The trail is very obscure,
Many twists and turns
Billions have come this way
The path is very well worn.

Across the seas, another shore,
There are many signs,
Many corners, many directions,
Many examples to follow.

One door unlocks another door,
The instinct quickly learns
The only way is forward,
Be kind, be gentle, be firm.

Your trail began at birth,
Already the myriad clues and signs
Were building a pattern to follow.
The learning never ends.

© Written by John Yeo, All rights reserved.

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SUNSET


For today’s prompt, write an evening poem. A poem about or during the night. Or take evening a completely different direction and think of evening the score or making things more even (or fair or whatever).

Friday 26th April 2019

DAY TWENTY-SIX

Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-A-Day on Writers Digest

SEE, ONE LOVES THE SUNSET WHEN ONE IS SO SAD‘ 

Quote from  ‘The Little Prince’
by Antoine de Saint-Exupery

SUNSET


by John Yeo

The sun rises in a blaze of glory,
Sunrise warms the Earth.
Children are born and breathe life.
The sun circles the globe bringing a warm glow.
People live, love, bathe in the rays.

Survival and intellectual growth develop
As life begins when the sun starts the day
Lighting the clouds and bringing joy.

Birth, Life, Joy,
Sunrise, Happiness,
Midday, Evening, Tears,
Sadness. Sunset.
‘You see, one loves the sunset when one is so sad.’

One loves the sunrise at dawn when one feels happy.
Happiness, when the balance is in harmony,
The day full of joy with love and warmth.
The sun brings the evening and sadness approaches,

Depression when the balance of the mind is upset,
The day seems black, nothing to feel,
Night brings sleep and stilled thought.
‘You see, one loves the sunset when one is so sad.’

©️ Written by John Yeo~ All rights reserved.

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BREAK-UP


For today’s prompt, write an exile poem. Exile is a noun, a verb, and an American rock band from Richmond, Kentucky. A person, animal, or object can be exiled. But people and animals also exile others–or even exile themselves.

Thursday 25th April 2019

DAY TWENTY-FIVE

Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-A-Day on Writers Digest

BREAK-UP


by John Yeo

The reason I have to suffer in exile
Escapes me, life can be so cruel,
My response is to live life without a smile.

You set your trap with craft and guile
I was putty in your hands when I left school
The reason I have to suffer in exile.

We started to live out our lives in style
My emotions swirled an awakening
whirlpool,
My response is to live life without a smile.

I refused to walk down the marital aisle
You twisted my words to catch a fool
The reason I have to suffer in exile.

I was found guilty without a fair trial
I feel as if I’m a subject for ridicule
My response is to live life without a smile.

You seduced me with your wealthy lifestyle
Using my innocence as a tool to refuel
The reason I have to suffer in exile.
My response is to live life without a smile.

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

COMPLETE EXHAUSTION


For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Complete (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then write your poem. Possible titles include: “Complete Best Day I Ever Had,” “Complete Guide to Writing Poems,” “Completely Wrong Way,” and “Completed Set.”

Wednesday 24th April 2019

DAY TWENTY-FOUR

Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-A-Day on Writers Digest

COMPLETE EXHAUSTION


by John Yeo

A dash of yellow and black
Signalled the Cheetahs approach.
Flashing across the plain.
Driven by hunger for blood.

The deer was on full alert.
Her ears pricked up in alarm,
Speeding away at full speed
Racing away from danger.

The chase was harsh and savage
As the deer was quickly run down.
She was caught and fell in pain
Overcome with sheer exhaustion.

© Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

MISINTERPRETATION

Time for our fourth (but not final) Two for Tuesday of the month! Pick one prompt or use both…your choice!

Write a free poem. Write a not free poem.

Remember: These are just matches meant to spark your creativity; you are free to poem wherever you wish.

Tuesday 23rd April 2019

DAY TWENTY-THREE

Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-A-Day on Writers Digest

Image courtesy of pixabay.com

MISINTERPRETATION


by John Yeo

“Do you have to torture me, trapped in here?
I enjoy your treats when I cry out to you.
I think you like the sound of my voice
Complaining in tune.”
~
“I particularly hate that hook by the window,
Where you sometimes hang this cage.
I envy the freedom of birds in flight.
My soul breaks out in tune.”
~
“My heart is slowly wasting away
I am losing the urge to keep up the fight,
Yet whenever I try to reach you, to beg for release,
You reward my tune with a treat.”

Copyright © ~ Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.


FREE SPIRIT


Time for our fourth (but not final) Two for Tuesday of the month! Pick one prompt or use both…your choice!

Write a free poem. Write a not free poem.

Remember: These are just matches meant to spark your creativity; you are free to poem wherever you wish.

Tuesday 23rd April 2019

DAY TWENTY-THREE

Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-A-Day on Writers Digest

FREE SPIRIT


by John Yeo

The wind is a spirit set free,
Gusty and wild, without restraint
The wind will always be free.

Cool breezes, wafting, fanning,
A calm wind is a passive friend
The wind is a spirit set free.

The wild wind is a raging beast,
Angry power unrestrained,
The wind will always be free.

Dancing air-waves across the sea,
Gusting whirlwinds in the desert
The wind is a spirit set free.

We use the force of the powerful wind,
We harness the power not the wind
The wind will always be free.

The winds power is a force for good,
Warm thermals softly gusting,
The wind is a spirit set free,
The wind will always be free.

©️ Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

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