Category Archives: On Writing

Riddle Me Riddles But Do Not Lie

Posted on September 18, 2020 by crispina kemp

I was happy I was Alone I didn’t need anyone Until that virus caused lockdown What you cannot have, you desperately want I couldn’t have touches And hugs And kisses He knew that He played on it Said the words … Continue reading →

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #97

Posted on September 16, 2020 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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Hot-DMing

Posted on September 14, 2020 by crispina kemp

Summer spent in tweeting Chatting, texting, hot-DMing Work outstanding shifted aside A summer of fun I’ll not deny But autumn brings deadlines Reminds me what I’m supposed to be doing Time to work, to rectify 35 words written for Sammi’s … Continue reading →

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #96

Posted on September 9, 2020 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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This Sedative for the Soul

Posted on July 17, 2020 by crispina kemp

I was asleep when you crept in You woke me, body, heart and soul Awakened, aroused, enlivened You whetted appetites from long ago Appetites I didn’t want This couldn’t be, this was fantasy You scared me, go away and let … Continue reading →

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Rupert, Princeling Bear

Posted on July 13, 2020 by crispina kemp

Rupert, self-styled Princeling Bear, looked with disdain on the fashionless hordes that these days crowded the bars and clubs, all regimented in their turn-upped jeans and braces, their Number 1 close cuts, their often grubby t-shirts. They had no taste, … Continue reading →

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Our Self-Induced Illusions

Posted on June 23, 2020 by crispina kemp

I might have taken to penning romance, but here’s my answer to those who seek to see a transformation What lies delight us How eager to believe our self-induced illusions That here is love and here is truth And here … Continue reading →

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A Free Spirit, Me

Posted on June 22, 2020 by crispina kemp

A free spirit he called me That’s what I am Then complained when I gallivanted Out of season, out of time and mind A free spirit, he said me But I cut him to the quick When my gallivanting Stole … Continue reading →

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Lap Up That Pain

Posted on June 16, 2020 by crispina kemp

Lap up that pain That feeling mightn’t come again You might find numbness follows Fear inures you to another Armour, thickened skin, self-protection Grown and honed to impenetrable perfection Lap up that pain You might not ever feel again To … Continue reading →

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Addiction

Posted on June 12, 2020 by crispina kemp

About a month ago Entangle Designs challenged me to write a romantic poem. I don’t do romantic stuff, I said. And then delivered my poem on time. Well, seems I’ve caught the bug, cos here’s another… To wait on you, … Continue reading →

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