LUMPINESS

Prompt response based on the word of the day ~ January 2017 ~ LUMP

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LUMPINESS

By John Yeo

 

    The clinic at the general hospital was crowded with patients waiting to be examined. There was a strong antiseptic smell everywhere.

The charming tea lady who worked for the friends of the hospital smiled as she asked.

     “One lump or two?”

      “Sorry! Our names have just come up on the board.”

  A little later, after a thorough examination, the physician asked the two patients to be seated.

  “Well, we have to have this investigated as soon as possible. There is nothing to worry about, everyone has lumps all over their bodies. I would like you to come into our outpatient department to carry out a small investigation procedure.”

  Dr Carswell the physician tried to look totally relaxed, but the obvious concern was clearly visible beneath her outward facade.

     “OK Doctor: When shall I come into your office again to see you?” enquired seven-year-old Jamie excitedly.

   Mrs, Durant, Jamie’s Mother quickly smiled and said; “Don’t worry Jamie.”

   Then she turned to the physician and said. “I will make an appointment for him on the way out Doctor.”

   Mother and son left the hospital together and joined the crowd on the highway. There was a great lump of people demonstrating against the latest cuts to the NHS budget.

      “Hey, Mum! When have I got to go back to see the nice lady doctor?” asked Jamie.

   “Next week Jamie, I know you like her.”

   “Look out Mum!” Jamie suddenly exclaimed. “You are about to tread in a lump of dog poo.”

   “Ooh! That was close; these are my new shoes. Well done Jamie.”

  “Where are we going now, Mum?”

   “Jamie, you know we always visit Granddad on Tuesdays.”

“Oh yes;” said Jamie shivering visibly. “I hope he has got a good fire going it is freezing cold today.”

 They were soon seated comfortably in front of a roaring coal fire in Granddad’s cottage. The smoke was drifting into the parlour a strong smoky smell permeated everything.

He casually tossed another lump of coal on the fire; smiling broadly he asked

     “How are you doing young Jamie?”

     “He has to go and see a nice lady doctor at the hospital next week Dad: Don’t worry it’s nothing serious.”

   Mrs Durant replied;  Jamie was busy feeding lumps of bread to the wild birds through the open back door.

  “That’s good news, Mary. Did you hear about the death of Bruce my poor dog? The vet had to put him down; it bought a lump to my throat when I remember the good times we’ve shared together.”

     “I can see you are putting on weight Dad since you have stopped taking that dog for a walk. You are becoming a great fat lump, I will have to try to replace poor old Bruce for you.”

   Jamie came rushing into the room from the garden.

   “Granddad the postman brought this letter and asked me to bring it to you.”

    “Thanks, Jamie: I wonder what this is?” Tearing open the envelope he suddenly laughed out loud.

     “It’s from the Premium bonds people; I have won a lump sum of £5000.00 pounds. We can all have a good share out now. We must enjoy life while we can, I heard on the radio there is a huge lump of rock approaching, an asteroid is  nearing our planet that will wipe us all out when it arrives.”

   Later that night as his Mother tucked him into bed. Jamie said. “Mum, will the asteroid hurt Heffalump when it arrives?” Cuddling his toy elephant tightly to his chest.

   “Don’t worry Jamie, Heffalump can never get hurt by anything.”

 

Copyright © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

 

30th November 2016 ~ Poetry Challenge ~ Day 30

2016 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 30
By: Robert Lee Brewer ~ November 30, 2016

Today’s our last chance to poem for November 2016. Tomorrow, I’ll post next steps for this challenge, which involves going through poems written throughout the month. But today…

Write a last chance poem. The poem could be about having a final chance at something, whether it’s writing a poem, saying goodbye, or singing a song. Or it could be about a famous last chance that’s already occurred. Whatever strikes your fancy, this truly is our last chance for November 2016.

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LAST CHANCE

(A villanelle structured poem)

by John Yeo

We squeeze every effort in life’s entrance,
Developing quickly in others hands;
Then it’s almost time to snatch a last chance.

Discovery through childhoods playful dance,
Following instinct as our mind expands;
We squeeze every effort in life’s entrance.

Soaking experience with love to enhance,
Excitement from living and making plans;
Then it’s almost time to snatch a last chance.

Speed and vibrancy and life’s happy dance,
The helter-skelter, a whirlwind demands;
We squeeze every effort in life’s entrance.

We live with grace, drifting, shifting, times sands;
Love and Laughter as age understands.
We squeeze every effort in life’s entrance,
Then it’s almost time to snatch a last chance.  

 

Copyright © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

28th November 2016 ~ Poetry Challenge ~ Day 28

2016 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 28
By: Robert Lee Brewer ~ November 28, 2016

For today’s prompt, take the phrase “I Want (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then write the poem. Possible titles include: “I Want Money,” “I Want a Second Chance,” “I Want My Name in Lights,” “I Want an Extra Hour of Sleep Each Day,” etc.

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I WANT TO KNOW WHAT I WANT

by John Yeo

The question is… “What do I want?”

This was never going to be easy,
There are so many lacks in most of life,
What I want must fulfil a need for me!
Interpreting a want isn’t easy
Do I want an end to trouble and strife?
This was never going to be easy.
That answer still makes me feel uneasy,
Peace on earth? Wealth? A healthy calm goodlife?
What I want must fulfil a need for me!
As I grow older and think carefully,
My mind drifts with worldly cares rife.
This was never going to be easy.
I narrow my want and thinking deeply,
Am I getting selfish to include my wife?
What I want must fulfil a need for me!
I want her to be happy completely;
Never want for anything all her life.
This was never going to,be easy,
What I want must fulfil a need for me!

 

Copyright © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved.

 

24th November 2016 ~ Poetry Challenge ~ Day 24

 

2016 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 24

By: Robert Lee Brewer ~ November 24, 2016

For today’s prompt, write an imitation poem. Some folks say imitation is the best form of flattery. So with it being Thanksgiving in these parts, I thought it appropriate to pick a poem you enjoy and write an imitation of it. You can include poet and poem of the original if you’d like; or see if others can guess.

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SNOWDROPS

IMITATION POEM
by John Yeo

Jostled and pushed in a graveyard cloud
That sits by the church high on the hill,
Immediately surrounded by a crowd;
A host of pure white snowdrops, uphill,
Around the graves, under the bush,
Peeping from the long grass lush.

As numerous as the planets that shine
On the edges of the Milky Way
They spread unruly out of line
Around the borders of the churchyard grey:
Countless saw I in a seconds glance,
Bobbing their heads in sprightly prance.

The graves beside them solemn; but they
Outdid the marble solemnity:
A poet could but happily pray
In such a joyful company:
I stared-and-stared but I never thought
What richness to me that scene had brought:

For often; when in grieving pain I lie
In a sad solemn pensive mood,
They crowd into my inner eye
Which is the centre of my solitude;
Then my happy heartbeat almost stops,
Prancing with the wild snowdrops.

© Written by John Yeo~All rights reserved

(With grateful apologies to William Wordsworth)

Daffodils
By William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

19th November 2016 ~ Poetry Challenge ~ Day 19

2016 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 19
By: Robert Lee Brewer ~ November 19, 2016

For today’s prompt, write a poem about a commonplace location. The poem could be about the local grocery store, library, or something even more intimate–like your kitchen or bathroom. Or it could be standing in line at the DMV or post office.

I have decided to write a villanelle style poem in response to the prompt.
Margaret thinks it’s wonderful.

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SUPERMARKET SHOPPING

by John Yeo

Got the bread, got the milk, we’re lining up in the queue,
Supermarkets are always easy to get the shopping in time.
Darling will you quickly go and get me some Kidney stew?

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There are three people in front, for the cashier to get through,
The lady at the front has enough to hold up the line.
Got the bread, got the milk, we’re lining up in the queue.

~

The lady with four children is wiping baby with a tissue .
That elderly fellow will be quick with just a case of wine.
Darling will you quickly go and get me some Kidney stew?

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I don’t believe that lady is still there, and complaining too.
The old fellow is looking pale but I think he will be fine.
Got the bread, got the milk, we’re lining up in the queue.

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Time is marching on, and we’re stuck with this motley crew.
Now the children are playing up, having a wonderful time.
Darling will you quickly go and get me some Kidney stew?

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We’ve been stuck here so long that baby has done a phew!
Next time I will save our time and do the shopping online.
Got the bread, got the milk, we’re lining up in the queue,
Darling will you quickly go and get me some Kidney stew?

 

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16th November 2016 ~ Poetry Challenge ~ Day 16

2016 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 16
By: Robert Lee Brewer ~ November 16, 2016

For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Play (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then write the poem. Possible titles include: “Play Nice,” “Play Fair,” “Play Hard,” “Play the Guitar,” etc.

I have written two poems today, both a hard and a soft approach to the prompt. Margaret likes both and I decided to publish both. 

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PLAY MONEY

by John Yeo

“You’re Fired! Get out!”
“Security, show him the door.
Call the police, throw him out,
We can’t afford him anymore.
We hired him to work on trust
To secure our reputation.
We needed a profitable thrust
Without financial complication.
He played the market recklessly
Defying warnings along the way.
Living a financial fantasy,
Gambling past futures away;
The bank could come to grief
We will never recover completely,
The man is a foolish lying thief
Playing the market with our money.

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PLAY DISCOVERY

by John Yeo

Red and golden autumn leaves, fluttering wildly in the breeze.
Kick them into piles and laugh, pile them up and play castles.
Yellow and brown leaves mingling freely, together with golden red.
Help to pile them higher and higher, tomorrow we’ll light a bonfire.

After breakfast we sit on a log as Daddy prepares the bonfire.
“Jenny suddenly shouts “Stop! Please wait, move the leaves away.”
Surprisingly underneath the heap a baby hedgehog has made a home.
Jenny says, “Can we keep it Dad?” cuddling the soft spines closely.

 

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12th November 2016 ~ Poetry Challenge ~ Day 12

2016 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 12
By: Robert Lee Brewer ~ November 12, 2016

For today’s prompt, pick a month (any month), make it the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible months include January, February, March, …etc.

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JANUARY


by John Yeo


Fireworks explode brightly, lighting up the  sky
As January bows in on the back of the old year.
Long dark nights and short cold wintry days.
Depressive scenery for brand new beginnings.

Frosty rime sparkles on the earthy bare fields.
The silence is suddenly, sweetly shattered.
A Blackbird bursts into melodious song.
As England awakes on a January morning.

New hopes to build, new dreams, new plans.
January arrives signalling new beginnings.
The seed is now dormant in the frosty earth
Awaiting  conditions for growth and rebirth.

Lisa, lying prone in a  hospital ward  
Feels the birth-pains acutely as a girl is born.
Tom smiles and cuddles them affectionately.
Our child is our future and a new beginning.

Her name will be a symbol of  renewed hope
She will be named by her birth month, January
Our hopes, our dreams our plans for the future
Will be resting securely on our daughter January.



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