Category Archives: Poems (Some Silly)

Bill RIP

Posted on September 20, 2025 by crispina kemp

Bill had been her babyhood friend A friend whose love would never end There for her through all her cares Her worries Her woes Her annoyances Her irritations At failed-to-arrive invitations He had endured, uncomplaining Her tear-drenched hugs Her coughs … Continue reading →

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CCC052: Now I’ve Grown My Wings

Posted on September 18, 2025 by crispina kemp

A long time grounded Addicted to this dumpster realm Consuming trash until filled beyond my satiety Consumed as well by that consumption Consumed unto my death And beyond What happened next? How do I know? Consciousness deserted Awareness departed Decayed, … Continue reading →

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Oh Mother-Dear, Not You

Posted on September 6, 2025 by crispina kemp

They’re going to kill me I have to leave Shoes, clothes, tights What to take to keep it light Bank card, pension book But then they’ll know just where to look I’ll withdraw the money before I go Mother, where … Continue reading →

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CCC050: Cassie’s Bopper

Posted on September 4, 2025 by crispina kemp

Cassie stood in the dock Wearing a vibrant dark brown frock Lime green tassels set to swing And from her top a tight twined string Accused, said the dark coated dignity Of bopping your brother Of cracking his shell Destroying … Continue reading →

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But The Fish And Chips…

Posted on August 30, 2025 by crispina kemp

The day was too hot The wind too strong The walk too long Not a butterfly seen all along There was scarcely a flower The boats were covered against a shower But oh, when we reached the pier The fish … Continue reading →

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CCC049: That Time of Year

Posted on August 28, 2025 by crispina kemp

I can tell by the place of the rising sun Those greedy, sticky-fingered pickers will soon be around Now’s when me and my sisters increase our spinning To protect Nature’s harvest, though it’s freely given Aye, but not for those … Continue reading →

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Come Rain or Shine

Posted on August 23, 2025 by crispina kemp

First thought Cow parsley Hemlock and hogweed Then felt a raindrop Yet best umbrella’s at the beach According us shade from the glaring sun 24 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Umbrella

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Don’t Pick These Flowers

Posted on August 21, 2025 by crispina kemp

Do not pick these flowers! Yet, foolish human, look what she does Doesn’t she know what will follow The torrential downpouring heavy showers Heavens cracking, splitting, renting Thunder clapping, tight clouds snapping Sparks shocking, tearing down to earth Such destruction … Continue reading →

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This Ancient Xylophone

Posted on August 9, 2025 by crispina kemp

Inrushing storm waves run to shore Turning and tossing Tumbling, raking, rearranging No melody played on these ancient stones Chinking and chiming Never quite rhyming Yet assuredly playing A sibilant symphony On this old xylophone 35 words written for Sammi’s … Continue reading →

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CCC046: The Bishop and the Carrot

Posted on August 7, 2025 by crispina kemp

What had he done to bring this curse on One moment a red-coped bishop Leading a procession through a field ready to crop The next, brought low with a beetling brow A carrot in the soil beneath him rooting deep … Continue reading →

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