Tag Archives: Poem

CCC179: Twizzle’s New Hat

Posted on April 14, 2022 by crispina kemp

Twizzle wasn’t happy Most unhappy was he Benny Beech asked why was that Because someone’s stolen and hidden my nice new hat Stolen it, I do agree, said Benny Beech But not hidden; it’s in plain sight, out of reach

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No worse than the pox

Posted on February 5, 2022 by crispina kemp

The plague, it was said, caused a worldwide flummox But it was nothing, they said, no worse than the pox Which pox? Cowpox, chickenpox, swinepox? Didn’t they know the pox was a killer? Whether detoxed or vaccinated, nothing could stop … Continue reading →

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CCC166: Remember Spring?

Posted on January 13, 2022 by crispina kemp

Remember spring? With trees barely green, with flowers yellow and birds that sweetly sing. Remember summer? When the sap was rising strong in you, never known a hotter lover. Remember autumn? When that virus came and swept you up. I … Continue reading →

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For Comedic Effect

Posted on January 8, 2022 by crispina kemp

Did you hear what he said? The bloody audacity The cheek, the effrontery I suppose he said it for comedic effect Hurt people’s feelings but what the heck Stir the house into greater hilarity Modern comedians, can’t raise a laugh … Continue reading →

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CCC162: The Parish Eagle

Posted on December 16, 2021 by crispina kemp

Little Robin in the churchyard hiding What was it the bird found frightening Was the old vicar sermonising Or the new organ player improvising It was the eagle, parish-bought And in stone realistically wrought To sit above the south porch-door … Continue reading →

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Twittering

Posted on December 4, 2021 by crispina kemp

Some people might call it similar but that’s just cos it’s familiar. What the jig are you Twittering about? I haven’t a clue; a bit of a blow when I’m trying to act like a know it all, all up … Continue reading →

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End of Hopes

Posted on November 27, 2021 by crispina kemp

Fingers blue with cold and yet caked grey Another fruitless rag-soaked day Dreams as ever unfulfilled Tide incoming around her feet milled Exposed ship timbers Becoming dimmer Sun now sinking into the wreck Leaving her alone and bereft Night clouds … Continue reading →

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CCC159: That Same Old Lane

Posted on November 25, 2021 by crispina kemp

It’s good to see that same old lane To come home where my body was slain A stake of oak driven through my heart A silver cleaver my head to part And buried then, presumed to be dead Oh yes, … Continue reading →

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Such a Bore

Posted on October 30, 2021 by crispina kemp

I love this woman She’s one of the best But the prompts she gives us I swear are a test Not of our encyclopaedic knowledge But how we’ll use the word That’s not like the rest Take today’s vellichor To … Continue reading →

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CCC155: Lily

Posted on October 28, 2021 by crispina kemp

Lights Bright sparkling lights Like stars fallen to earth Stars singing her worth. Lily woke up smiling while still in bed Her dream repeating in her head. The stars had beckoned her Called to her from afar Granted her dream … Continue reading →

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