STORMY NIGHTS

SATURDAY 20th FEBRUARY 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 ~STORMY NIGHTS

STORMY NIGHTS

by John Yeo


The uncontrolled power of wild stormy nights

Thunder and lightning, patterns of force,

The ever-changing, moving, powerful highlights.

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Wind blown trees bending, tearing the heights,

Relentlessly moving, rough high discourse,

The uncontrolled power of wild stormy nights.

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Torrents of sweeping rain, swirling, excites

A harsh, wind overpowering, relentless force,

The ever-changing, moving, powerful highlights.

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A dark mass of cloud extinguishing night lights,

Rough high thunderstorms spume the course,

Of the uncontrolled power of wild stormy nights.

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 Unrestrained wind power the lightning ignites

Flashes of electrical beauty without recourse

The ever-changing, moving, powerful highlights. 

High drama unfolding, power rising and falling

Swirling, untameable with unrelenting force,

The uncontrolled power of wild stormy nights, 

The ever-changing, moving powerful highlights.

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MYSTERIOUS ISLAND (27)

I am taking part in Mondays Finish the Story 08/06/2015, which is a challenge that provides a photo prompt and the opening sentence to your story. The rules indicate that the story you come up with must be between 100-150 words, not including the given opening sentence.

The link below takes you to Part Twenty-Six

https://johnandmargaret1607.wordpress.com/2015/06/02/mysterious-island-26/

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© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

Finish the story begins with:

Zeus was not having a good day and he made sure everyone knew it.”

This classical pun was delivered by the Professor, who had joined up with Marg’s party in Sao Paulo, Brazil.
“Since the famous statue of Christ the Redeemer, one of the city’s most recognisable landmarks, was damaged by lightning we know how powerful Zeus can be” remarked Marg,
A savage storm erupted around the helicopter as they flew over the remote Brazilian interior. The copter was buffeted by fierce winds, then flashes of lightning lit up the sky as the pilot fought to keep control.
Marg and her colleagues were on their way from Sao Paulo, Cumbica airport to Minas Gerais, a large state in Brasil where the mysterious Miners Hill, known locally as Mineiros Colinia was located. A deserted mysterious village holding many suspected secrets.
Paul Strang shouted to Marg! “Stay cool and still.” Paul had been flying these birds for years and was very experienced. 
Suddenly, “We’ve been hit!”

(150 words)
To be continued

The link below takes you to Part Twenty-Six

https://johnandmargaret1607.wordpress.com/2015/06/02/mysterious-island-26/

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