FRIDAY 25th SEPTEMBER 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..
Today’s prompt ~ WHEN THE STORM IS RAGING
WHEN THE STORM IS RAGING
by John Yeo
The garden is looking wintery and tired
We’re in the depths of Winter here.
The forecasters are frowning in anticipation
A monster weather event is heading our way.
We smile benignly, complacent and calm,
The warnings bells have sounded before,
We’ve always survived in the recent past,
I really must get out in the garden soon
A storm from the East is on the horizon.
Morning dawns with a cold watery sun,
A light sprinkling of snow fell overnight,
Nothing to worry about the sun shines on
The forecasters warn there is more to come.
Snow showers thicken, with blizzards raging,
Thick snow everywhere and trouble ahead.
Schools close down and transport is cut,
Overnight thick snow has solidly frozen,
Chaos and breakdowns, motorists stranded,
Schools shut down as the storm sets in,
Neighbours and the emergency services
Caring with charity race to the rescue,
The storm from the East has finally arrived.
© Written by John Yeo
