Tag Archives: Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

Gladly Would I

Posted on March 15, 2021 by crispina kemp

Happily would I trudge the many mud mired miles Gladly would I work my feet Rub them raw in shoes until they blister Just to see this perfect vista 29 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Vista

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Olun Says

Posted on March 8, 2021 by crispina kemp

You are missing my point. I’m not saying we are powers, controlled by divines. If that were so they’ve lost their control of you mucking nutshells. I’m saying we’re connected, connected, to these… call them elements, these water, wind and … Continue reading →

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Regent Road

Posted on March 1, 2021 by crispina kemp

We were on holiday, me and me boyfriend, so I had to bring something back. I mean, Mum hadn’t liked us going, said it weren’t proper, but Dad told her to give over and to get with the times. It … Continue reading →

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A Universe Apart

Posted on February 22, 2021 by crispina kemp

Your eyes, though they’ve never seen me, draw me Your lips, though they’ve never tasted me, caress me Your arms, though the centuries pass, enfold me While your soul, never ending, calls to me Though our hearts beat a universe … Continue reading →

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A Heart Full of Love

Posted on February 15, 2021 by crispina kemp

A heart full of love The greatest joy That I possess 11 words, written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Possess

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He’ll Eat You Up and Gobble You Down

Posted on February 8, 2021 by crispina kemp

I’d heared of him; he lived in the hills above our town. “Don’t you go there,” our mother would say. “He’ll eat you up and gobble you down.” We thought him a gobelin or ogre or such, created out of … Continue reading →

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Nah, You’ve Gotta Be Kidding

Posted on February 1, 2021 by crispina kemp

It’s your confusing style Your ghost of a smile Your softly formed profile Not strong and agile But disturbingly juvenile It’s your decadent lifestyle A voluntary exile Lived on a fantasy isle Away from the rank and file You’re barely … Continue reading →

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A Party of Non-Celebration

Posted on January 25, 2021 by crispina kemp

It has become all the fashion To affine to a political faction Either you’ve got the passion Or you’re out of the action Myself, I can’t see the attraction Of this false elevation In claiming a party of non-celebration 39 … Continue reading →

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My Life Of Late

Posted on January 11, 2021 by crispina kemp

Sat: Fireworks lit the laptop’s screen. Graphics chip. I’d bought a new machine the day before Lockdown closed our shops. But all had seemed well and so… Sun: Powered the laptop. It groaned and whined. The fan. I persisted and … Continue reading →

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My Love for You

Posted on January 4, 2021 by crispina kemp

My love for you does not accrue interest at any astounding rate Indeed, since your farcical behaviour at last year’s carnival My interest in you is reduced to not even marginal 31 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Marginal

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