PROMPT ~ Three words: Long lost brother.


by John Yeo

   I was curious to find an unexpected visitor on my doorstep when I returned from work today. I encountered a man who looked about ten years older than me leaning up against the doorpost. He had long fair hair, with striking green eyes. His eyes were noticeable as he had a permanent squint and he wore a pair of rather large plastic spectacles. He was over six feet tall and towered above me as he gave an impudent grin and said, ‘Hi! Pleased to meet you. I’m Damion, your long lost step-brother.’

 These words were delivered with a broad West Country accent. I was taken aback and I looked up at him and replied, ‘Are you mad? I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Get out of here before I call the police and have you removed.’

   ‘Hear me out and I will explain, I promise you we’re brothers, we have the same father, George Alexander. I was born in Somerset, where our father had set up a second home with my mother. I was the product of that relationship.’  This was said with the same impertinent grin.

    I responded angrily, ‘You’re obviously mistaken Damion! You look nothing like me and I don’t believe a word of your story. Now get out of here before I call the police.’

  He nonchalantly grinned and pulled a large envelope from his pocket and withdrew some photographs.

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For today’s prompt, write a science poem. Your poem could be about science in a general sense, but you can also latch onto a specific field or story. Maybe write a poem about the scientific method, or juxtapose science against another idea like love, war, or cuisine. Remember: Science is the springboard; which way you jump is up to you.

Image (c) Copyright ~ John and Marg


by John Yeo

Science nurtures the seeds of discovery

Checking and controlling data

Informing and inferring with method

Enquiring and establishing the facts.

Numerical and statistical testing,

Controlling and comparing variables

Establishing the proof or the truth.


Anti-science says things are OK

Things are never scientifically proved

We should just sit still and relax.

The universe is over the edge

The world will always be flat,

Everything will always be well..

Time should never be a measure.


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Written for Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic asides blog on “Writers Digest”


JUNE 19th, 2014 Writing 101, Day Fourteen: To Whom It May Concern~

Pick up the nearest book and flip to page 29. What’s the first word that jumps off the page? Use this word as the springboard for your imagination.

Today’s twist: Write the post in the form of a letter.

I picked up a copy of Cervantes~Don Quixote~I turned to page 29. Margaret held the book up and I closed my eyes~The word MIRACLE appeared under my finger.


By John Yeo

Dear Unexpected Miracle,

I address you as an unexpected event as I am writing to you in response to an unusual request. I do believe in your existence in a very obtuse way. I think when something desirable, unexpected and life-changing happens, forces come into play and you arrive unannounced and usually in a very indefinable way.

 It is a pity your arrival and existence is usually totally unprovable or there is always another logical explanation for the event that is attributable to you. For example would the sick person have got better anyway or would the life-saving event be merely chance in action. I believe that if you really want to be taken seriously by the always sceptical Scientific community, you will have to reveal yourself in such a way, there can be no other explanation than your presence and efforts.

 May I suggest, my elusive friend, that you reveal yourself through a major irrefutable event. Perhaps suddenly putting a stop to war overnight and bringing peace between all nations. Making all sickness and suffering a thing of the past. I mean all sickness all over the world, not just the occasional questionable one-off cure. Cancel out any form of suffering at a stroke. No more innocent children dying of hunger and thirst. Food aplenty for all the peoples of the world.

Now with miracles such as this, I am sure you will be attributed the credence you deserve. Sadly though you would soon be commonplace and taken for granted.

Yours Sincerely



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