Tag Archives: Poem

CCC025: Alien-Nation

Posted on March 13, 2025 by crispina kemp

The swamp, it is a lonely place Inhabited only by an alien race Not human, that’s for sure Lay eggs that look like squishy burrs Then stick them on a human tree Like lice in hair, like pussy-fleas And so … Continue reading →

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A Song For Didz

Posted on March 8, 2025 by crispina kemp

That girl of mine Drove me crazy First up in the clouds Then down in the pits Never gave me a definite answer But now she has a diagnosis Now she’s positive And decisive Now she’s got the meds 39 … Continue reading →

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CCC023: The Last of the Winter Rime

Posted on February 27, 2025 by crispina kemp

Spring was waiting on the doorstep This was the last chance While other creatures slept To dance around the countryside So over the hills he skipped And o’er the blackberry’s ruby leaves It was over the thatches And a whisper … Continue reading →

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CCC022: Aw Shucks!

Posted on February 20, 2025 by crispina kemp

Me and Timmy, devil-dare bro Off on a cycling-camping tour we go Comes to these ruins, like, on a hill Look good to us, perfect, brill Locals in pub purse lips and tut On about some scary black dog known … Continue reading →

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Coincidence?

Posted on February 15, 2025 by crispina kemp

Coincidence Or as Jung might have said Synchronicity Because right at this moment— not at this actual moment because at this very moment I’m typing but before, and after that—I’m reading— and that’s what I meant by synchronicity, or coincidence, … Continue reading →

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CCC020: Bid Me Well, Made Me Swell

Posted on February 6, 2025 by crispina kemp

My father is a trader-man That’s how I met my Danish Dan Came a-calling with exotic goods With Eastern silks, gold and stiff black hoods He bid me well Then made me swell And I say he has to wed … Continue reading →

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CCC019: If Only She’d Been Bolder

Posted on January 30, 2025 by crispina kemp

Goosy Gerty didn’t know why Whenever Suzie Swan passed by She felt excessively shy That’s why she always held back Peering over the other’s shoulder And thus she invariably missed the snack If only she’d been bolder…  

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CCC018: A Viking For To Go

Posted on January 23, 2025 by crispina kemp

He selected his toughest gear Packed into his chest, some to wear His chest upon his shoulder slung Then down that hillside to the staithe he run The ship was waiting Slipping ropes Soon departing When with a nimble-footed leap … Continue reading →

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CCC014: Home

Posted on December 26, 2024 by crispina kemp

So happy was I After all these years to be going home Yet I wasn’t sure I’d taken the right turning Nothing familiar in my surroundings And the farther I walked The more I baulked Certain now I’d lost my way … Continue reading →

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CCC013: A Place Discreet

Posted on December 19, 2024 by crispina kemp

You asked me to find A place to meet A place discreet Away from those who pry With perverted eyes Without sudden disruption And rude interruption Where we could hold hands And maybe kiss. I found us this.

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