ENDLESS TAKE TWO

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/08/29/weekend-writing-prompt-172-endless/

SATURDAY 29th AUGUST 2020

ENDLESS TAKE TWO 

by John Yeo

Endless beating of an aged heart

Heart attack!, panic stations,

Emergency ambulance, 

Hospital ward. Operation. 

Stent inserted. 

Stabilisation.

(18 WORDS)

UNITED WE FELL

FRIDAY 28th 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..

UNITED WE FELL

by John Yeo

  When the final operation was over Jenny and Jim were both tucked up in separate beds in the high intensive recovery ward. They had been through an intricate operation lasting 16 hours. Their parents, Alison and Arthur Green breathed a sigh of relief. Jenny and Jim were conjoined twins and they had just undergone separation surgery.

Dr. James Goodrich entered the private waiting area where the couple anxiously awaited the outcome of the operation and flopped down on a vacant easy chair.

 ‘Well we did it! We still have some way to go but your babies are now separated.’

 Alison burst into tears at this. 

The children were now two individuals. It was some years later that Jim remarked to his sister Jenny.

‘United we fell, if we ever tried to walk. United and always at one with each other.’

© Written by John Yeo 

WISDOM TEETH WOES

WEDNESDAY 26th 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..

WISDOM TEETH WOES

by John Yeo

I feel as the time for the operation gets close

The impact of the decision is becoming clear

I’m suffering from dreadful wisdom teeth woes.

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When I heard the decision my heart just froze

I can imagine the effects with a deepening fear

I feel as the time for the operation gets close.

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The pain I’m suffering isn’t a psychological pose.

Nothing on earth will bring any lighthearted cheer

I’m suffering from dreadful wisdom teeth woes.

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The pain fills my mouth and reaches my nose

This horrendous feeling of pain becomes clear

I feel as the time for the operation gets close

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Painkillers are tempting my head to propose 

Glasses of whiskey with many bottles of beer

I’m suffering from dreadful wisdom teeth woes.

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I can’t sleep or concentrate, my mind has just froze

I spend hours in continuous pain so severe

I feel as the time for the operation gets close.

I’m suffering from dreadful wisdom teeth woes.

© Written by John Yeo 

A prompt response for “INSPIRATION MONDAY:” ~ FULL MOON-GLASSES

Inspiration Monday ~ inmonsterbadge1

http://bekindrewrite.com

FULL MOON-GLASSES

by John Yeo

The optical vision was impaired during the night, and could not be resurrected, using known scientific procedures. Peter the glorious inventor, unveiled his master-piece. Moonglasses.

The operation to remove the two cysts on the patients eyes was a rip-roaring success.

“Except he still suffers from night-blindness!” The exasperated surgeon shouted.
“We all suffer from night-blindness, don’t we?” Enquired an unidentified voice from the the masked fraternity of operating theatre staff.

The surgeon stood up to address the team. Pomposity personified.

“The quality of light at night, is such that ones vision can be affected by the shadows and shading of the clouds that drift across the moon. Two cysts were removed during a night-time operation performed under very bright floodlights, using digital, precision-driven, optical, surgical instruments. Lenses were inserted into the eyes over the eyeballs, but the patient still suffered from night-blindness. His vision was still dark at night.”

Peter the glorious inventor, raised a glass of moonshine that he used to toast the success of an extraordinary new product. As he raised his glass to finish the final drops at the bottom, the rays of the moon shone through the bottom of the glass and the last dregs of moonshine. Then to his astonishment his vision was clarified enormously.
Peter based his extraordinary pair of Moonglasses on a pattern of the rays emanating from the drops of moonshine in the bottom of the glass.
The press were invited to the unveiling of the astonishing glasses. Then there was an overwhelming horror, as it was revealed that although the inventors eyesight had improved, the patient still suffered from night-blindness.
Both the surgeon and the inventor were seeing double, after the infliction of an over-indulgence in moonshine. The Moonglasses were consigned to the portals of the dustbins of failed attempts to turn night into day.

Copyright (c) Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

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PICTURE IT AND WRITE ~PETER, PAUL and MARY

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

https://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2015/01/11/__picture-it-write-98/

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by HelloLanaya

As always the image is provided and credited by Ermilia

PETER, PAUL AND MARY

by John Yeo

Peter and Paul were very close, brothers who took care of each other.
Since their miracle birth, their lives were entwined,
joined at the hip, a part of each other.
The separation operation, was a very risky affair.
After many hours under the surgeons knives,
they woke to a world living separate lives.  
Separate souls with separate brains and separate personalities.
They have lived together all their lives,
competing and laughing with one another.
In the face of danger they stood together, mostly fighting each other,
Peer pressure to be unique was always very strong.
Mum and Dad washed their hands of the brothers at a very early age.
Peter and Paul at Uni. met a very pretty girl who was Mary.
They both fell violently in love.
Mary was flattered, very astute , she never returned their hints.
One day the brothers were locked in combat over Mary’s obvious charms.
“Stop! before you hurt each other,
I love you both equally, you will always be precious to me!”
Peter looked at Paul with mistrust in his eye and hatred in his heart,
“If what she says is true brother
perhaps we should never have been cut apart.”
Paul responded with a gentle remark.
“Brother and friend, be happy with Mary,
I am happy to be unique and free,
I am happy to be me! “

Copyright © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

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