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CCC073: Sitting Alone On An Empty Shore

Posted on February 12, 2026 by crispina kemp

Look at her, sitting alone on the empty shore Don’t you feel the tug of her too Calling to your hidden fears Doesn’t she hug you, too Crazy Lady, you say To which I respond with a hefty, Hey, But … Continue reading →

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CCC072: The Harper’s Path

Posted on February 5, 2026 by crispina kemp

The path wasn’t marked on any map Twas a path that few living knew A path that began in one world To take the seeker to another Twas a path not lightly trodden The path she had taken Betrayed, forgotten … Continue reading →

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CCC070: I Told Her

Posted on January 22, 2026 by crispina kemp

I told her she ought to eat more I told her that dieting rubbish would do her no good I told her Now look at her Not a scrap of meat, just a bag of bones I tell you, it’ll … Continue reading →

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CCC068: My One True Love

Posted on January 8, 2026 by crispina kemp

My eyes are blurred I cannot see My one true love Has gone to sea He said he’d return He said he’d be true Before he left He said, “I love you.”  

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CCC067: Midsummer Hall

Posted on January 1, 2026 by crispina kemp

Chrissie stopped, her jaw dropped. But…but that wasn’t there yesterday. What was it? A bandstand? A summerhouse? Something more solid that’s not yet finished? And who had built it? The aliens? The aliens might design something so…unfamiliar. So too might … Continue reading →

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The Book

Posted on December 27, 2025 by crispina kemp

There is a book from which we often quote though, so often said, we might not remember that quote’s source. “He without sin…” “A time to sow, a time to reap…” That book, photographed here in the church at Hethel … Continue reading →

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CCC066: Trains, Boats and Planes

Posted on December 25, 2025 by crispina kemp

There is a song that brings you back Back into my memory A memory strong And with it pain That I’ll never see you again Because you’re gone Gone to a distant land

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Room With A View

Posted on November 29, 2025 by crispina kemp

I was intrigued. A narrow flint-walled passage led away from the clifftop. At its end, a house with this porthole type window, glass mirrored. A restricted view, but nonetheless a view of the sea View From Here, one of the … 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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CCC058: The Woodworm’s Defence

Posted on October 30, 2025 by crispina kemp

Tree? What tree? No, man, that wasn’t me Look, have I teeth? Have I claws? Have I horns? How then could I gnaw? No, wasn’t me.  

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