MISANTHROPE

MISANTHROPE


  The island was just cliffs containing an enormous lighthouse. The lighthouse contained a keeper, but recently nobody had seen him. Provisions were delivered by a helicopter drop on a monthly basis. The pilot Tom landed, contacted base and reported a mechanical fault with the helicopter. Help was on the way.

 Tom knocked, there was no response, he tried the handle, the door was locked. He peered into the window and saw an unkempt, bearded, hunchbacked figure, sitting watching him, with an ugly scowl on his face pointing a gun. ‘Can you hear me?’ 

A loud bang was the reply.

© 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

HINTERLAND

SATURDAY 18th JULY 2020 ~ FLASH FICTION

HINTERLAND

by John Yeo

 Billy was an urban rat, part of a large ratpack. Food was becoming scarce during the lock-down of the two-legged giants. No-one was eating in their restaurants and discarded food was becoming scarcer. The leader of the pack called the rats to a mass meeting. 

  ‘Listen friends, we’re moving out to the green fields of the farms with grain stores, and mounds of food growing everywhere.’

  There was a chorus of agreement, then Roberta Rat shouted.

‘ Where are we off to Boss?’

‘The hinterland just outside town.’

(87 WORDS)

© Written by John Yeo

THE CAVORTING CAVALIER

SATURDAY 11th JULY 2020 ~ FLASH FICTION

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THE CAVORTING CAVALIER

  It was rodeo day on the ranch, everyone came in fancy dress.

The costumes were magnificent from Nell Gwynn to good Queen Bess.  

  A rider was dressed as a sailor making waves on a bucking bronco. 

  Portly King Henry the eighth, rode a pony and trap.

The star of the show was a feathered Cavalier riding on a fierce bum steer, spinning a lariat.

© Written by John Yeo

(64 WORDS)

UNWELCOME

UNWELCOME

by John Yeo

  The play had gone down badly. Jason was in disgrace. ‘What happened to the lighting halfway through the performance?’ asked the theatre manager.

The director and the cast were non-committal, blunt and absolutely rude. You could cut the atmosphere with a knife.

Jason the leading man had actually re-written the script and made some unwelcome advances to Marlene, the leading lady.

 ‘You were drunk! You fool. No wonder Marlene slapped you and screamed the house down when the lights went out, that was never a part of the script. You’re fired! 

(91 WORDS)

© Written by John Yeo