Tag Archives: Poem

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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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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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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Autumn’s Here

Posted on October 18, 2025 by crispina kemp

Autumn’s here, winter’s near Trees hold leafless arms To a sun that’s disappeared Warmth is failing Earth is ailing Yet next year Life again will reappear The clouds draw near No longer offering respite from glare Like duvets of pillowy … Continue reading →

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That’s Me On The Grass

Posted on October 4, 2025 by crispina kemp

The morning sublime The sky unlined The trees of olive and lime The birds on the branches aligned The butterflies, damsels and dragons Alive and flitting In a fairy tale, fitting And me on the grass, supine 37 words written … Continue reading →

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What, Are You A Freak?

Posted on September 27, 2025 by crispina kemp

What, are you a freak? I don’t say it to cheek Just…you’re so different from me It’s obvious in how you speak 22 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Speak

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CCC053: You Just Have To Roll

Posted on September 25, 2025 by crispina kemp

Yea, yea, yea, we all know the story about the troll But look, listen, I wasn’t into that at all I just wanted a peaceful pleasant stroll But you know what they say So there I was, blithely enjoying the … Continue reading →

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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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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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