Saturday, May 31, 2014

More BC June Flash-Blast Prompts

More BC June Flash-Blast Prompts

31 May 20:17

I have a £1,000 chair

 About twenty years ago, I met these two girls

 Plain would be being kind

 Merlot, Cab Sav or Shiraz?

 She has nothing left that you can take

 As you set out on your journey

The pain now is deep in the marrow

 It won't always be this easy

 I am homesick for a place I've never been

 A warm night, heavy, like baking bread

 One day I will arrive at myself, singing

 I am not ashamed; it is more I do not like myself

 Before, he fed her with impossible blackberries

 Tentacles, the brains of jellyfish

 Beauty is beauty, but appears twice shared

 Oh, for just another hour, for fifty minutes

We would run to the bridge, to be consumed by steam

 This is my office, my bedroom

 Books upon books, yellow upon yellow

 Maybe it was too cold for him

 You blow a summer's day out of the water

 You're a six over long-on with three balls left

 We will race to be home in England

 I am resigned to love turned off, to beards and loneliness

Friday, May 30, 2014

More June Flash Blast Prompt

More June Flash Blast Prompts
May 30th, 21:53

I am off for a while to Bombay
When taken at the flood
There was a little more activity outside
Green Beans
They flew out just before four o'clock
Too much information
Her mind wandered and a thought intruded
Never Forget You're Welsh
She pumped the space bar, relighting the screen
The hand-writing on the three receipts did not match
I am bleached by the light
She kept the CDs, a vase, and half the tea-towels
I am thinking of your face in a sea of faces
I found an ear-ring
Rimless Glasses, Silver Hair
I was late getting away. The season doesn't matter
Talking in bed should not be this hard
I wear nylon socks and plastic shoes
Yes they are fangs, but, really, I'm a nice guy
The place is strewn with children

Thursday, May 29, 2014

More Prompts

May 29th


and a noise shot out, almost music, but terrible
covered in green mould
crows rising up
doors opened with pinging bells
Gerald seems well and writes chatty letters
He does not talk of his wounds
He refuses to be savage and hides poetry in his room
I asked for your address from Johnnie
I have seen rain and this isn't rain
I saw many strange things in my first seventeen years
I think you will like me in blue!
ice, tempest, thunder and lightning
It's barely OK here, almost like prison
not much wind, not too cold, not actually raining
paralysed policemen
passing soft bread rolls in paper bags to solitary customers
shattering the lens and killing the photographer
skeletons running from their graves
stopping all the traffic in the streets
that melted the iron chest that contained it
the afternoon was flat, grey and ordinary
the back-chat and badinage of colleagues
their empty eyes flaming
They say it was a light in the sky that jiggered
things that once held places of high wonder
those animals that didn't bolt on sight
We have a new NCO
white-coated assistants in slow-frame

You're letter was a wonderful surprise!

More Flash prompts


29 May

Chestnuts, the chestnut man
Fairies in the half-light
Firing Squad
Happy that we aren't cadavers, happy to be beating still
If I could spell Shoeman
If you are having difficulty paying your Council Tax
A Chocolate Drip
If you have overlooked payment on this occasion
Let us go then, the two of us
Live Well for Less
My mother's Lamb Stew
Next year is in abeyance
Out into the evening
Please contact these offices if you require this letter in Braille
Remember to check your lottery numbers
Scrumping on the 1,000 Acres
Space Ship
Strawberries, Cream, crushed hazelnuts
The Hebrides
The island is special; it is alive
The pain of the Narwhal
The soft whimper of the sleeping child
The thin water, clear as love
You may forfeit your right to pay by instalments
Your next inspection is Monday June 2nd at 09:30
The Council may take Court proceedings to recover the outstanding arrears

Boot Camp Flash Blast 09

Boot Camp Flash Blast 09

29 May, 11:18

Bring in various merchants and have them wait
But you have to go to Milton Keynes
A man went out for cigarettes
One cow, two cows, three cows
When it began, I was clean-shaven
A body on the beach
This is what winter means
A sudden cottage, pink in trees
Like Otters at the piano
Jaded mothers at the gate
This is the one thing, the thing
Men in sports-jackets and open-necked shirts
The road winds slowly uphill
Lining up pills
Do this, do that, don't do this or that.
We slewed towards the sea, out through industry
Garry your own weight, ford your own streams
We are cut-price, rent-a-crowd, extras, hangers on
Or wander the web
We are prepared to pay expenses
Forced smiles on a hundred pink-faced women
Delirium, Arkansas

Flash Blast: Prompt Set 08

There are a lot of prompts here. Excerpts from 4-5 letters, then mixed up.


Above all remember: your father loves you
After this is over I hope to share my happiness with you.
Be courageous, but not foolhardy.
Be honest, frank and fearless
Burning bodies of our people hanging from trees;
But must we hate them?
Don’t shrink from new experiences and custom.
Each drawn by some invisible force.
Enjoy what is and do not pine for what is not.
Everything is new and unusual.
Get some grasp of the real values of life.
Gulls alighting with deliberate grace
History stained with the blood of Negroes
I felt the chorus grow
I have waited for you to get well settled before writing.
I lightly touched the sensitive diaphragm.
I shall write each week and expect a weekly letter from you.
I spent a glorious hour listening to Beethoven's 9th Symphony.
I think it has caused you a lot of unpleasantness.
I think it is only a matter of minutes.
I'm quite conscious of the clumsiness of my efforts
I'm sure that by this time you are still waiting for a detailed explanation
In every relationship you make, adapt.
It is not an unhappy thing that a life comes to an end.
It occurred to me this afternoon, remembering,
It was a great surprise to myself.
It was one of the loveliest of the summer’s hours
Make yourself do unpleasant things
Must we keep the flame constantly fed?
Above all remember, dear, that you have a great opportunity
My sincere desire is that you are happy,
And when this is over that we meet again.
No one knows the time he'll die
Nobody telling you what time you have to be in
Our friendship has meant a great deal to me
Read some good, heavy, serious books just for discipline:
Red beans and rice.
Remember, you can always come home.
She knows you too well.
Somehow it seems to be more beautiful.
Someone suggested that I put my hand on the receiver and see if I could get any of the vibrations.
Something I think I can write better than say.
Study, do your work.
Take the cold bath bravely.
That blue September sky,
The impassioned rhythm, the throb and the urge of the music!
The measure is something else
We fight for the preservation of democracy.
We know who our enemies are.
We talked a little
We will crush them.
When the world knocks you down
With kindest regards and best wishes, I am,
You know right from wrong.
You will come home again
You will meet, of course, curious little annoyances.
You’re itching to be on your own.
Your mother will pamper you and feed you
Your mother won’t stop you,

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Boot Camp June Flash Blast Prompt Set 07

Boot Camp June Flash Blast.
Prompt Set 07

28 May, 18:30

There are mountains to the south
Miss Thomas lived quietly
Swings and Roundabouts
They went to battle singing
The life that I have, blah, blah, blah
High Tide
I would like a small lottery win, a mere million or two
Late bells across the fields
I shall wear purple Lycra
I am not born. Hear me!
Shall I compare the to a nil-nil draw on a wet Monday night?
And slip the bonds of earth
An old school built of yellow brick
The night was a sea of darkness, the wind screamed in the trees
The sun here creeps up on you
When I was thirteen
The Sinking of The Malone

June Flash Blast Prompt Set 04

10:50 28-May

The kitchen smell of kitchen
We buried him quickly in the dead of night
Laugh and the world laughs at you
He is coming now, his feet heavy
A trick of the light
The farmer discovers the tractor
The train stopped not far from the station
Bluebells! Bluebells, bluebells.
Like going downhill on a bicycle
I was fit then, lying out under the apple trees
and a rumour moved through us
We go out to burn leaves
I will build a small hut on an island
The dust of too many closed mouths
We heard no drums, no piper
Drowning, not bothering to wave

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Boot Camp June Flash Blast Prompt Set 03

Boot Camp June Flash Blast

Prompt Set 03

May 27th 17:13

The Profumo Affair
Catching a Blighty one
Whales and Other Fish...
How balance unbalances
The Fish Pond
The Art of the Perfect Tiramisu
A chapter or two at the gym
The French refuse to recognise it, but they're French.
Catching Life By the Throat
Lamppost, Bookkeeper
The name of Tonto's Horse
So we will sit in the cheaper seats, eat popcorn and hiss
Not all bullets are metal
"No, Sir Jasper! No!"
A tree she calls a dog
When I was a little boy I had a wooden truck
Walking the Meridian
If you are absent, answer now
Miss Havershaw's Issue
Sometimes things are just wrong



27 May 14:36

The air stiffens, pauses
Why bedroom carpet is cheap
Paris, they dim the lights and light the Eiffel
My brother, with all his contradictions
I think of how sometimes the sea stinks
It will happen again, and again, and then again
With effort, even scraping toast can be an insult
My father's garbage row, potatoes
The morning is misty, the sun a little tired
The hole must be this deep
His wife is fat in that way that threatens
Honeymoon in Beirut
This book is too big
Rye, Wheat, Spelt
I am being played by a story: humming
Will a beard suit me? Should I stop bathing?
Tea, Vicar?
Insert a sentence here with weight and heft
Bike, railings, rust.
The hand the rocked the cradle etc, etc.
Blood, Fish, Bone
We are kings, and it is we who make manners

Monday, May 26, 2014


We're having another kick-ass flash blast in BC, "Starting June 1st" (Please note today's date).... If you would like to join us for free, please let me know.

Here is the first set of prompts

22:30 May 26th

The old men, how they understood

While others eat, walk, make love, sleep

The killer's child does arithmetic

Something amazing, something to remember

I sit in a seedy bar off fifty-second

Resistance to temptation is about attitude and timing

And the room searched for peace

All history does is to say, "I told you so."

There is a certain angle of light

Walking down deserted streets when the dust itself smells

A grey fog rises, licks the glass

Fifteen violins in an old church

Empty as guys, waiting to explode

I'm tired: pawn to King Four

I think of fire, how it exults as it rapes a tree

Time Gentlemen, please. I said PLEASE!

The female of the species - is more deadly than the male.

I am considering re-incarnation, considering death

Tommy this, and Tommy that.

"He was my servant and the better man"

He just fucked off.

Get out as early as you can manage and don't look back

I remember how gas fires hissed, and women with mottled shins

This was Mr McLintock's room