FREEDOM

TUESDAY 11th MAY 2021~ FLASH FICTION ~ POETRY

PROMPT ~ Freedom

I thought I would spend time writing about freedom from writer’s block.

FREEDOM

by John Yeo



Soaring freely with the winds of time
Writing requires much persistence
Expressing feelings is so hard to define.
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Eyes searching the terrain sublime
Looking for inspirational assistance 

Soaring freely with the winds of time.
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Swooping low before you can climb
Searching for continued existence
Expressing feelings is so hard to define.
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To stretch imagination is never a crime
In spite of harsh critical resistance
Soaring freely with the winds of time.
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Fulfilling a hunger hard to prime
Pushing hard with a sharp insistence
Expressing feelings is so hard to define.
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Hunting for perfection in any instance
Fighting against a passive resistance
Soaring freely with the winds of time
Expressing feelings is so hard to define.



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INCUBATE

FRIDAY 9th APRIL 2021 ~ POETRY

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘The Last Post on WordPress’

Prompt ~Incubate

INCUBATE

by John Yeo

Bird lays eggs

in her nest

provides warmth

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from soft down

incubates.

Chicks soon hatch.

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Hunt for food

nestlings grow 

and soon fledge.

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This is a Tricubes poetry form.

Each line contains three syllables.

Each stanza contains three lines.

Each poem contains three stanzas

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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 each other.
Pushed into flight by our parents insisting
Our shining iridescent plumage glistened over
As our feathers formed and became powerful wings.
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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.

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NATURAL and UNNATURAL POEMS

Prompt write a NATURAL and an  UNNATURAL POEM
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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.
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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.

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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.”
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“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.”
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“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.”



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COMPASSION

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers ~ Writing challenge.

Hosted by Priceless Joy.

The goal is to write a story between 100-150 words (give or take 25 words) based on the provided photo.

Gaucho Horses

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Scott, author of the blog, Scott’s Place

COMPASSION

by John Yeo

The Gaucho regarded the penned wild horses with a sadness that welled up into a sympathy for these beautiful creatures. As he regarded this latest herd of captives waiting to be broken and tamed one of the horses held his gaze. He began to feel an extreme sadness for the loss of freedom of the wild horses roaming the range. It was almost as if this magnificent creature was communicating with him as pictures formed in his mind, of the love between a stallion and his favourite mare. The colts running and jumping along with the herd as they traversed the range. Wind rustling through the brush and ruffling the manes of the free-moving, fast-galloping horses.
“I have broken in so many horses in my long career, I have never felt this way before!” He murmured.
The wild horse held his gaze, he felt a deep compassion well up inside of him. The horse whinnied and tossed its head.
Entranced the gaucho unlocked the gate and set them free.

(171 WORDS)

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Picture it and Write ~ THE BRIDGE OF SIGHS

This is the latest Picture it and Write prompt from Ermilia’s blog

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As usual the image is supplied and credited by Ermilia To ~ Gustav Johansson

https://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2015/04/19/__picture-it-write-105/

THE BRIDGE OF SIGHS

by John Yeo 

I will wait for you always. This river runs through the very heart of the city to the sea. The evening sun lights up and reflects beautifully on every ripple on the water. I come here to think and dream of the day you will return.

I grew up in this city where many dreams come true and many more dreams are shattered on the rocks of ill-fortune. My family came here as refugees from a horrendous war, when they made this city their home. They worked very hard to set up a business to raise their children in safety. We did have a happy childhood, in spite of the roughness of the concrete jungle that our neighbourhood became, we adjusted and fitted in.

Then I left school and you and I met each other in college, you were a visiting student from a land far, far away. We fell deeply in love and you promised to marry me one day. We lived, loved and laughed our way through college where we both passed our exams with honours. When your visa ran out you were forced to return to your home.

I will always wait, hoping and praying for your safe return to me. We will marry and be free of all the ties and chains of our parents differing religious views.

One day you will return, then like two free flying doves our spirits will soar and rise above the prejudice and hatred that mars this world.

Come back soon! My love.

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