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..


by John Yeo

   ‘Doctor, may I know what the odds of survival are for this condition? I realise it’s a new disease and you are probably going  to say you don’t know! I’m extremely concerned about my Mother, who is of an unfortunate nervous disposition. I don’t want anything to upset her. I would appreciate it if she’s not informed that she’s ill at all. My Mother worries if she suffers from illness, I’m certain if she ever finds out she’s contracted Covid19, she will die of shock. This will almost certainly push her over the edge. Three people have already died in the care home where she’s staying. I realise it’s almost a terminal diagnosis but there is a chance she may survive if she’s not informed of your diagnosis.  Please don’t tell her! Yes! I realise I don’t have any right to ask you to withhold your diagnosis, but I beg you to make an exception on this occasion to save her life. Surely, what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.’

  The Doctor drew a breath, pulled a sheet of paper from the file on the desk and studied it for a while.

He looked up and smiled, then he grinned broadly and almost laughed out loud.

     ‘I’m sorry Doctor but I don’t think this is a laughing matter. In fact I find your attitude to be decidedly obnoxious. What do you mean by it?’

    ‘Well, I will have to inform your mother of the results of the tests and all will become clear. Nurse, can you show Mrs Smithers in please?’

     ‘Ah! I have extremely good news for you Mrs Smithers. Your test shows you don’t have the Coronavirus, you simply have a heavy cold with slight congestion.’

© Written by John Yeo


I’m not going to sugar coat it; today’s prompt is a little different. But hey, different can sometimes be good, right? (Crickets.)

For today’s prompt, pick 2 vowels and write a poem using words that only contain one or both of those vowels. For instance, write a poem with words that only have a “u” and “o.” Also, the letter “y” is wild–so the words “my” and “gypsy” are freebies. And I’ll allow text-speak (or maybe I should say “txt spk”).


Image © Copyright John and Margaret


by John Yeo 

The Doctor of literature, lover of words,

Author of poetry, stories or verse.

Made fortunes from interpreting OE.

Old English, the form of words

Widely used from the middle ages.

Demystifying the original meanings.

He thrived.


Studious over the ongoing years,

Consulting the dictionary, or thesaurus

Obscure text, searching for etymology.

The good Doctor could never relate

To the texting tongue of today.

The shortened, stunted form of words

The destruction of the English language.


The Doctor retired to tend to the garden,

Lovingly sowing the seeds of wisdom.

When the weeds of corruption arrived,

Choking the pureness of language,

Conveniently forgetting the obscurity

Of the original OE words.

He smiled.


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

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