Tag Archives: Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

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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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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Will’s Lines Lost To The Noisy Ramble

Posted on September 13, 2025 by crispina kemp

Mother Kemp, ‘tis good to see you on your feet again As I’ve been these past two days Then you’ll ‘ave seen your Will at the Globe yestereen? Got a good part, ‘as he? Good enough. Comes on stage, prances … Continue reading →

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Oh Mother-Dear, Not You

Posted on September 6, 2025 by crispina kemp

They’re going to kill me I have to leave Shoes, clothes, tights What to take to keep it light Bank card, pension book But then they’ll know just where to look I’ll withdraw the money before I go Mother, where … Continue reading →

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But The Fish And Chips…

Posted on August 30, 2025 by crispina kemp

The day was too hot The wind too strong The walk too long Not a butterfly seen all along There was scarcely a flower The boats were covered against a shower But oh, when we reached the pier The fish … Continue reading →

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Come Rain or Shine

Posted on August 23, 2025 by crispina kemp

First thought Cow parsley Hemlock and hogweed Then felt a raindrop Yet best umbrella’s at the beach According us shade from the glaring sun 24 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Umbrella

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Lake of Dreams

Posted on August 16, 2025 by crispina kemp

There was no avoiding it, she had to say it, for no matter how she turned it, Kerrid could suggest nothing other. She drew in a deep breath. “That dream we share, that nightmare of falling through a storm, it’s … Continue reading →

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This Ancient Xylophone

Posted on August 9, 2025 by crispina kemp

Inrushing storm waves run to shore Turning and tossing Tumbling, raking, rearranging No melody played on these ancient stones Chinking and chiming Never quite rhyming Yet assuredly playing A sibilant symphony On this old xylophone 35 words written for Sammi’s … Continue reading →

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Gilly’s Meeting

Posted on August 2, 2025 by crispina kemp

Gilly Goose, jarred off at how the hikers heedlessly hefted chunks of bread That sometimes struck an unwary head… Ducks might duck Swans swim away But Gilly and her sisters preferred to stay… Called a meeting Every kind of duck, … Continue reading →

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