Category Archives: Mostly Micro

CCC96: Wanted, a Kindly Person

Posted on September 10, 2020 by crispina kemp

Grandma’s house. But Grandma was dead, that house was now mine. It wasn’t set in the village, wasn’t easily accessible. It sat at the end of an overgrown footpath, all nettles and thistles and brambles. Grandma’s goat had kept it … Continue reading →

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According to Scientists…

Posted on September 7, 2020 by crispina kemp

George opened his eyes with grudged reluctance, disturbed from his Sunday morning slumber by her downstairs. Who was she talking to, all ‘sweetness’ and ‘petals’? Next door’s cat, most likely. He had told her… and here she’d got it in … Continue reading →

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CCC95: Carry On Regardless

Posted on September 3, 2020 by crispina kemp

First of August… how many years ago? You remember that day? You’d been working in Saudi… two months of our letters. No internet then. Photos exchanged. Meet you at the airport, you said, please. Oh, I was undecided. My friend … Continue reading →

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CCC94: Upton Fairy Tours

Posted on August 27, 2020 by crispina kemp

Welcome to Upton Fairy Tours A guide to what lies behind our garden doors Here you’ll find the fairies’ myriad houses Terraced like yours and bought at a bargain Here you’ll find their colourful gardens Full of flowers, fragrant to … Continue reading →

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Behold the Beast

Posted on August 24, 2020 by crispina kemp

No prediction of the end of the world has ever come true. And there have been more than a few. Predictions of our total annihilation have been overblown. Still we are here… to witness this day. Make your peace with … Continue reading →

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The Wooded Hills of Bedfordshire

Posted on August 17, 2020 by crispina kemp

“Fair maid, I espy a loose thread. May I pull it… to see where it leads?” “And where might it lead?” she asked in feigned innocence. “Through wooded hills to Bedfordshire.” “Where you’ll take me?” she asked with a jostle … Continue reading →

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A Merry Fellow

Posted on August 10, 2020 by crispina kemp

George denied it, of course A merry fellow him, he said, though he seldom did smile He blamed it on his horoscope By which he meant his natal chart, not the daily prediction From the day he read that it … Continue reading →

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Grandma’s Feather Bed

Posted on August 3, 2020 by crispina kemp

Remember Grandma’s feather bed? I remember her feather pillows. Remember her shed in the yard? I remember that’s where she did the plucking. Remember the mess when the cat snuck in? I remember we were the ones to sweep it. … Continue reading →

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CCC 90: Little Clogs Clatter on Stairs

Posted on July 30, 2020 by crispina kemp

Fredrik clumped and clattered his way up the stairs. “Come on, Trudie, there’s plenty of room up here.” Trudie wasn’t so sure, but she followed him up, nose twitching and sniffing. “Something’s missing here,” she said after another sniff of … Continue reading →

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I Remember Well

Posted on July 27, 2020 by crispina kemp

I remember well the day we met Beside the turbulent sea With seagulls loud And wind that screamed The surf breaking at our feet Our dogs far away and chasing And your words as nuanced as the clouds 38 words … Continue reading →

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