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Beneath the Pier

Posted on April 23, 2019 by crispina kemp

Down to the shore I went, to find some pressable pieces. A frond of seaweed that looked like a mat. a short frayed length of plastic tat, and a paper bag, with sand pressed in its creases. Back in the … Continue reading →

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For England and St George

Posted on April 23, 2019 by crispina kemp

I am a female English born, my birth-certificate tells me so; Though I will admit a tiny bit (1% of the total genome) in the Levant began long ago. Doubtless that bit joined the Diaspora, at least for the one … Continue reading →

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What Pegman Saw: Semjaza’s Descent

Posted on April 22, 2019 by crispina kemp

This wasn’t his first tour of duty; he’d been stationed here twice, though it was his first visit to this southern continent. He shuddered and quivered: his body’s rebellion. How did the grey techs do it? It wasn’t only the … Continue reading →

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Sunday Picture Post: Flauna

Posted on April 21, 2019 by crispina kemp

Flauna: A photo featuring both flora and fauna I like the nectar of the harmless dead-nettles too. Just tweak out a flower and nibble the base of the sweet nectar-holding tube. Yum. Makes a walk doubly pleasing. (A word of … Continue reading →

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No Age Restriction

Posted on April 20, 2019 by crispina kemp

So while weary-footed Mum took her ease, my daughter played. Well, there was no sign to give age-restriction and she only just tops a young girl’s height … Playtime [For details of #2019picoftheweek challenge see MariaAntonia]

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CCC23: Papa Painted the Walls

Posted on April 18, 2019 by crispina kemp

Papa painted the walls He painted them pretty pink. He went to the slaughter-house. begged a bucket, mixed it with lime-wash and thickly slapped it Pretty, that pink. Yeah, but how many died for that bucket of blood? So? They … Continue reading →

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #23

Posted on April 17, 2019 by crispina kemp

Welcome to my weekly challenge—open to all—just for FUN, FUN, FUN Here’s how it works: Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.) You respond with something CREATIVE Here are some suggestions: An answering photo A … Continue reading →

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A Salve for My Skin

Posted on April 16, 2019 by crispina kemp

Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake … Um, ladies … Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog. Ladies, wait! Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting, Lizard’s leg, and howlet’s … Continue reading →

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What Pegman Saw: Portland Bill

Posted on April 15, 2019 by crispina kemp

Portland Bill built a still in his cellar deep Asked his ally, Emerald Sally, his secret for to keep She kept it well, she dug a well, his moonshine for to store All was fine till the cops saw the … Continue reading →

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Sunday Picture Post: Spring Willows

Posted on April 14, 2019 by crispina kemp

The seldom-noticed catkins of the Weeping Willow … Pussy Willow in flower … Which willow is this? It could be one of many; call it Generic.

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