Tag Archives: Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

Like a Band of Boys

Posted on December 26, 2021 by crispina kemp

Neighbour’s an elderly lady Quiet But Christmas Eve Like a band of boys What a din What a noise! 19 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Prompt: Din

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My Friend

Posted on December 18, 2021 by crispina kemp

Pavonine says this friend of mine And thinks she’ll trip me Defeat me Mute my words and numb my hand Ha! Little does she know me. No country mouse me No shrinking violet No parson’s daughter No penitent whore No … Continue reading →

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The Smuggler

Posted on December 11, 2021 by crispina kemp

Sonia heaved her relief at passing through customs without being stopped. Now to get out of the airport and find the car. It was where they’d agreed. She fumbled for her keys, the spares given to her before the trip. … Continue reading →

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Twittering

Posted on December 4, 2021 by crispina kemp

Some people might call it similar but that’s just cos it’s familiar. What the jig are you Twittering about? I haven’t a clue; a bit of a blow when I’m trying to act like a know it all, all up … Continue reading →

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End of Hopes

Posted on November 27, 2021 by crispina kemp

Fingers blue with cold and yet caked grey Another fruitless rag-soaked day Dreams as ever unfulfilled Tide incoming around her feet milled Exposed ship timbers Becoming dimmer Sun now sinking into the wreck Leaving her alone and bereft Night clouds … Continue reading →

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Old Blue Eyes Is Back

Posted on November 21, 2021 by crispina kemp

There have been so few Of the people I knew Who could make my amber eyes turn blue Eyes that seldom are lacking wit But you, you little shit I have to admit You… You’ve really done it! 38 words … Continue reading →

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The Overthrown Queen

Posted on November 13, 2021 by crispina kemp

Thrown from my palace Ousted by that usurping wench Kept from my chamber From my servants, familiars, my wards and grimoires Kept from my pots and vials, philtres and magical gubbins. What do I do now? And don’t answer me … Continue reading →

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Murky’s Empire

Posted on November 6, 2021 by crispina kemp

The Magnificent Maker made humankind and like troublesome flies, they multiplied. ‘Here are too many,’ he said and sent a flood. He saved a few which again became many. They had roofs over their heads, food in their bellies and … Continue reading →

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Such a Bore

Posted on October 30, 2021 by crispina kemp

I love this woman She’s one of the best But the prompts she gives us I swear are a test Not of our encyclopaedic knowledge But how we’ll use the word That’s not like the rest Take today’s vellichor To … Continue reading →

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Exquisitely, Annoyingly, Totally Unanswerable

Posted on October 23, 2021 by crispina kemp

I don’t suppose the average Joe in the street gives thought to this, far more concerned with football results, rising prices, Climate Change, the increase in positive Covid tests and whether Blundering Boris will fall off a figurative cliff before … Continue reading →

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