This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
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by John Yeo

The garden is looking wintery and tired

We’re in the depths of Winter here.

The forecasters are frowning in anticipation

A monster weather event is heading our way.

We smile benignly, complacent and calm,

The warnings bells have sounded before,

We’ve always survived in the recent past,

I really must get out in the garden soon

A storm from the East is on the horizon.

Morning dawns with a cold watery sun,

A light sprinkling of snow fell overnight,

Nothing to worry about the sun shines on

The forecasters warn there is more to come.

Snow showers thicken, with blizzards raging,

Thick snow everywhere and  trouble ahead.

Schools close down and transport is cut,

Overnight thick snow has solidly frozen,

Chaos and breakdowns, motorists stranded,

Schools shut down as the storm sets in,

Neighbours and the emergency services

Caring with charity race to the rescue,

The storm from the East has finally arrived.

 © Written by John Yeo 


A Prompt Response for Flasher Friday



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By John Yeo


  It was winter, just after the blizzard in early January 1999, there was still a lot of snow around, the emergency services were busy, responding to rescue calls.

 Angelo Cini, a rough, tough gang boss, had been planning this latest bank robbery for months now until the snowstorm struck and held things up. The Midwestern bank on Main Street was located between a diner on one side and a dry cleaner on the other side.

 The gang had a series of meetings in the diner where Patsy, a very pretty waitress looked after them and became so friendly with the gang members that she was  accepted as part of the team.

Everyone had been well versed in their roles, Angelo, briefly went through the final details.

  “We take over the dry cleaner’s shop, hold the Manager and his family in the flat above, break through the dividing walls from the dry cleaner’s cellar into the bank vaults, where we blow the safe and leave with the cash. I have arranged for a couple of horse-drawn sleighs to be waiting outside. I think this will be the easiest form of travel at the moment. Any questions?”

  Billy interjected. “Just one Boss, where will we meet to divide the spoils?”

   “Ah yes!” Angelo replied: “The sleighs will head North where we have hired a remote cabin. I have included the address and details of how to get there in the envelopes in front of each of you. After the raid, we will separate and meet up there. OK!”

Billy nodded, then sat cleaning his fingernails with a small bent paperclip.  

 There was a general murmur of assent from everyone present and the meeting closed.

Later that night, the gang members imprisoned the dry cleaner and his family and the raid was underway.

   Billy switched off the hammer drill and took a breather from drilling. A short, well-built, man he turned to his partner in crime and said, “This is hard work, my blisters are forming blisters of their own.”

  Dan, 6 foot 2 inches tall, a ladies man with his long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail,  grinned at that remark. “ Hopefully, we’ll get through soon Bill, I can’t wait to get my hands on my share of the loot. I fancy Patsy the waitress in the diner, will come away with me after this job.”

 Dan took a  few hefty swings at the wall and they were through the dividing wall into the vaults, then Billy set explosive charges and the safe door was swinging open.

 There was a moment of exhilaration, as piles of cash were swiftly transferred to sacks and passed back into the dry cleaner.

 Suddenly as the sacks were loaded onto the sleighs, two police helicopters lit the whole scene up from above and mounted police moved in to arrest everyone in sight.

Detective Sergeant Patsy O’Rourke highly commended for her undercover work, went on to become one of the greatest detectives of all time.

(498 WORDS)


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This is my response to a prompt from Our Write Side to their Friday Flasher prompt. A short story in no more than 500 Words using four elements

  • Place: a dry cleaner
  • Character: a diner waitress
  • Object: a small paperclip
  • Time/Date: winter, 1999

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Prompt: The Dry Cleaner

Friday Flasher


Pen n tonic Creative Expressions Each week on Tuesday Pen’n’Tonic will post  a word, a phrase, a picture, or an idea that will constitute a prompt from which to submit a poem, a flash fiction piece (not longer than 250 words), an original photograph, an original artwork, or a combination of these things that you think applies to the week’s theme.

 This week’s challenge is ~ Snow, snow and more snow. 


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by John Yeo

1 ~ I see flurries of silent snowflakes
falling, drifting, settling,
A winter wonderland is created.


2 ~ The snow hangs thickly
on the branches of bushes and trees.
Bending, almost breaking
beneath the weight.


3 ~ Garden birds search hungrily
for hidden food under the icy blanket.
Snow covers and hides all.


4 ~ Water is frozen, solid and hidden,
beneath the thick snowy blanket.
Thirsty birds and animals
lick snowflakes for moisture.


5 ~ A snowflake is a thing of beauty
ice crystals that shine
with geometric splendour.


6 ~ Children wrap warmly in scarves and gloves
to welcome the snow with joy.
Skating and sledging, to and fro
With whoops of sheer delight


7 ~ A snowman is built by children of all ages,
Mum and Dad and old Uncle John.
A carrot for a nose and an old battered hat
with a scarf around the neck.


8 ~ In the snowy wastes, travel
over the glassy smooth surface is fast,
furious and exhilarating.


9 ~ Visibility in a snowstorm is impaired,
the snow falling thickly, too dense to penetrate.
Snow blindness can result from the glare.


10 ~ Housebound by thick snowy drifts
the old folk are trapped indoors,
many look out desperately for help.
Sleigh bells ring jubilantly as horses arrive
with a sledge,
laden with food and warm clothing.


11 ~ Falling flakes add wonder to
the miracle of dazzling white snow.
A thick white carpet brings clean,
fresh magic everywhere.


12 ~ Life is harsh as plants push through
the snowy white blanket.
When the snow stops falling
sunlight begins the thaw.


13 ~ The world becomes a sea of slush
as the snow melts swiftly away.
Leaving behind a muddy, watery, dirty
sea of sludge.


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Feasting ~ 100 word challenge ~ Velvet Verbosity

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by John Yeo

 Snow had been falling for months with everywhere buried deeply in a thick coating. The family desperately searching for food, erected shelters within a stand of snow-covered trees. Suddenly a small mound about several yards away, moved. Then with a roar a sabre-toothed tiger raced towards the family, fangs drawn seeking an easy meal. Two members of the family reacted instantly unleashing spears directly at the big cat, one spear pierced the left eye and entered the cat’s brain, stopping and killing the creature instantly. The family enjoyed fresh meat that day and were feasting for several days to come.

100 words on the word   “Feasting”  in response to the latest challenge from



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