Tag Archives: Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

What A Bore

Posted on June 17, 2023 by crispina kemp

Saturday morning What a bore Dust Vacuum Mop the floor Wipe ceramics These are a must No writing No tweeting No posting on blogs No wistfully glancing out to the garden No ambling stroll to take in the air No … Continue reading →

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Since Doris Retired

Posted on June 10, 2023 by crispina kemp

Tired Doris slumped down on the sofa Coat still worn Shoes kicked off Tired Too tired even to yawn Yet she yawned the same Tired And she’d still the supper to cook Had she no microwave meals? She was too … Continue reading →

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My Mother…

Posted on May 27, 2023 by crispina kemp

A stitch in time saves nine That’s Mother’s favourite saying 10 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Stitch

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Professor Papaver

Posted on May 20, 2023 by crispina kemp

Professor Papaver said, “In general The seeds of annuals are plentiful.” We agreed, in principle It is a theory observable Actual and factual Not simply conjectural. Objections, though, were several, This, his latest paper The seeds of plants classified as … Continue reading →

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On This Point I’m Resolute

Posted on May 14, 2023 by crispina kemp

As a statement that is absurd The hugest crap I’ve ever heard Might as well say you’ve proven That elephants live in trees Or that if you don’t move then Moss will grow on your knees Why not say that … Continue reading →

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It’s Too Late For Me

Posted on May 6, 2023 by crispina kemp

As far as words go And some, don’t you know Go deeper than others This word goes deep into me Through my gullet, even down to my knees Where it throws up shoots like a stubborn weed I’d fetch my … Continue reading →

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The Widow

Posted on April 29, 2023 by crispina kemp

No number of catastrophes that day could shake her composure. The church spire groaned, creaked, grated and fell, medieval masonry tumbling all around – she stood her ground. The water pipe feeding the outside standpipe – for the bereaved to … Continue reading →

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The Blackbird

Posted on April 22, 2023 by crispina kemp

It’s not a profession It’s more of a calling Just as the blackbird calls in the morning Except I don’t work by day See, I’m a harlot And this here is my confession. 33 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing … Continue reading →

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Wrecked on MY Pay-Check

Posted on April 17, 2023 by crispina kemp

He drank too much – was always drunk, stumbling and pissing on the neighbour’s doorstep. He frequented those kinds of nightspots, feasting his eyes – and who knows what more – on those erotic dancers. He had what he called … Continue reading →

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Reviewing the Reviews

Posted on April 8, 2023 by crispina kemp

Did you watch Amazon Prime’s Rings of Power? No, me neither. But I have seen several reviews on YouTube and…wow! The reviewers’ major criticism concerns what the writers have done with Galadriel. I understand it though their reason is beyond … Continue reading →

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