Tag Archives: Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

With This Green Plastic Ring

Posted on July 30, 2022 by crispina kemp

Timmy waited outside the Girl’s Entrance, his tummy all a flutter. His hands, still damp from their unaccustomed washing, were jammed deep into his pocket. The rest of her class were out. Where was she? Ah! Here she comes, golden … Continue reading →

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Braving the Winds

Posted on July 16, 2022 by crispina kemp

It started with a clang A boom and a bang White blankets wrapped around A flood washed the ground Green began to grace the trees Braving the winds that iced the leaves The sun rose strong though ragged and torn … Continue reading →

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Repeat Injury

Posted on July 9, 2022 by crispina kemp

Twenty minutes on the garden Just a little bit of weeding It was that one at the back Just out of reach I stretched Couldn’t straighten Return of the bad back 31 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Return

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A Merchant So Gallant

Posted on July 2, 2022 by crispina kemp

The merchant was gallant Though backdated, maybe ancient He was unfashionably dominant Not quite the tyrant But blunt He’d say constant And then add, adamant Not a favourite with the ladies, I’d warrant They looked away to views more distant … Continue reading →

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Fashion Statement

Posted on June 25, 2022 by crispina kemp

It’s terse and pithy To encapsulate: short and brief, Brevity’s the word 12 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Brevity

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Old World Charm

Posted on June 18, 2022 by crispina kemp

Lavinia stared at the email open on her tablet with mouth agape. She didn’t understand the rejection. The agency had commissioned her to photograph the award-winning picturesque village of Saxlingham. She had sent in fifty photos specifically chosen for “old … Continue reading →

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The Castle

Posted on June 11, 2022 by crispina kemp

They were tourists, obvious with their cameras, and the way they looked into every courtyard, down every alley and lane they passed. They made repeated reference to a leaflet. Finally, they drew level to where I sat with a coffee … Continue reading →

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His Lemon-Coloured Vest

Posted on June 4, 2022 by crispina kemp

Beau Jest Was the best In his lemon-coloured vest Improperly dressed Was his admission Without that tickety-boo addition Didn’t matter his crimson spats That protected his shoes from sharp-clawed cats Nor his colourful cravats Without his vest Life had no … Continue reading →

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Bred in Captivity

Posted on May 30, 2022 by crispina kemp

There was a fuss A to-do The day the animals escaped from the zoo There was dissent And much disapproval At the suggestion of the zoo’s removal Bred in captivity Unequipped for urban survival Freedom was good but not a … Continue reading →

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The Pole That Threads

Posted on May 21, 2022 by crispina kemp

Kerrid watched the sky, a sullen stare at the encircling Star Serpent, a fervent prayer to the Spinner for some sign, any sign, some guidance. That sign came the third night. She thought she’d entranced to the Web, yet there … Continue reading →

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