Category Archives: Poems (Some Silly)

Merry Kissimas

Posted on December 13, 2025 by crispina kemp

Ten years, nary a Christmas wish nor a kiss Mary didn’t deny that people die That didn’t stop her asking why No kisses, no Christmas wishes But this year she’s invested In mistletoe An implanted kiss most festive 38 words … Continue reading →

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Hold Your Horses

Posted on December 6, 2025 by crispina kemp

Wait! Says Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt In sixteen words Hold your horses! Those blithering stampeding herds 16 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Wait

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The Boss

Posted on November 29, 2025 by crispina kemp

He is a mumbler Can’t put one word in front of another He’s a stumbler Words, like a poker, stick in the wheel of his tongue His cursive script looks… just wrong It’s completely unreadable Utterly unutterable So why is … Continue reading →

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CCC062: Under the Pier

Posted on November 27, 2025 by crispina kemp

Under the pier Where the racing waves Like wind playing with uncovered hair Entangle Where racing waves pummel Boom and batter a confusion All angles Where limpets and barnacles hold Deathly tight Under the pier That’s where they found her … Continue reading →

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Painted Faces

Posted on November 22, 2025 by crispina kemp

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder Tell that to the queens (in whichever sense I mean) Witness the bucks they spend On eyeliners, shadows, blushers And all the other enhancers As if that is the answer And ladies … Continue reading →

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CCC061: Continuing The Tale of Jack and Jill

Posted on November 20, 2025 by crispina kemp

Jack laid his head in Ma Yarrow’s lap He’d gone to her cos she had the knack Of healing wounds with an herb poultice-pack How did this happen? asked Ma Yarrow He claimed he’d slipped on a loose stone And … Continue reading →

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Like Siblings

Posted on November 15, 2025 by crispina kemp

Like siblings they share a name Like siblings they’re not the same Like siblings one’s older And perforce the other is younger The elder throughout the lengthy years Has produced a magnificent magnum opus to enchant listening ears The younger, … Continue reading →

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CCC060: The Cobbler’s Gold

Posted on November 13, 2025 by crispina kemp

Beneath the tree a squat cottage grew As if out of the earth A native dwelling for a native man The man had the look of one grown out of that soil Short and gnarly Like a beech tree’s roots … Continue reading →

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CCC059: Beneath the Muddy Mirey Leaves

Posted on November 6, 2025 by crispina kemp

In the dank heart of a dark forest Where the oaks, the pines and the beeches can’t reach There sodden puddles gather together until, brimming, they flow Though that flow is glacially slow Beneath the muddy mirey mass of leaves … Continue reading →

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Seeded in Jutland, Rooted in Norfolk

Posted on November 1, 2025 by crispina kemp

I’m getting on a bit, I admit No, don’t protest, I know my birth year Seen it written in the hand of the registrar My point… before I digress my way to the grave Is that I don’t understand all … Continue reading →

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