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What Pegman Saw: This Warm Place

Posted on April 8, 2019 by crispina kemp

This Tiflis, this Thilisi; this warm place. Where to Tamar once the farmers gave their grain Where Jason, seeking a golden fleece, a wife did gain Where the sacred fires of Zarathustra burned And initiates of the celestial Mithras turned … Continue reading →

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My Grandma Lived Over the Track

Posted on March 28, 2019 by crispina kemp

My grandma lived over the track One up, one down, in a house painted black A stile over the fence to the well out back Oxlip meadow, goats and a wood stack If I crossed the lines I’d get a … Continue reading →

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Pumped-up Perseus

Posted on March 26, 2019 by crispina kemp

Don’t you knock upon my door, I find you utterly scurrilous And don’t you deign to speak to me, you who are discourteous A pathetic poet-singer, to think yourself a second Orpheus No romantic poet, you, but a caricature hilarious … Continue reading →

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What Pegman Saw: Pixie Led

Posted on March 25, 2019 by crispina kemp

The pixie lit upon my bed and whispered softly near my head ‘If come with me this moonlit night I’ll show a wonder to delight.’ Then up I got and followed true, through woods, o’er moor, across the blue, to … Continue reading →

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CCC19: The Hill is Steep

Posted on March 21, 2019 by crispina kemp

The way is steep, the day is hot A foot-weary slog to reach the top I check my watch, what do I see? Oh. it’s 12 o’clock! Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #19

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Twice Daily Covered

Posted on March 12, 2019 by crispina kemp

Sand-coated sea-stones, reds and blacks Masquerading tumbled green glass White and coloured quartz that glisten Jet and precious amber microscopic dust Cockles, lugworms, winkles, driftwood Starfish, crabs and mermaids’ purses Blackened groynes grown thick with limpets Castles, buckets, spades abandoned … Continue reading →

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Damp-Erased

Posted on February 26, 2019 by crispina kemp

Walking the beach, Washed within reach, A message in a bottle. Not indelibly inked; Damp-erased, Writing now indistinct. Written for Sammi’s Weekend Prompt

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What Pegman Saw: O Gaia

Posted on February 25, 2019 by crispina kemp

O Gaia, O Goddess, Giant amongst Titans, Mother of gods whose very height frightens Forgive us. Forgive our trespass upon your flanks; Forgive our rubbish left at our camps Forgive our bodies, dead in their quest; Forgive the spikes driven … Continue reading →

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CCC14: Road to Nowhere

Posted on February 14, 2019 by crispina kemp

Remember the road: The road to nowhere; Nowhere, where I go to dream; Dream of better days, a better year: A year that brings you home to me, To me from out of nowhere Written from Crimson’s Creative Challenge #14

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Distant Horizons

Posted on February 12, 2019 by crispina kemp

Distant horizons call to me. Beyond the land, Beyond the sea, Beyond the clouds And the day-bright sky, Distant horizons call to me. Star-bright horizons call to me. Beyond the local galaxies, Beyond Gamma, Iota and Beta Cephei, And Polaris—Alpha … Continue reading →

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