Tag Archives: Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

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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Forbidden

Posted on December 28, 2020 by crispina kemp

Mailak slumped, legs slung over the precipice, swinging them idly. Mailak wasn’t happy. “I forbid you,” her father had said. “And I refuse your prohibition. I’m not a child. I’ve left you once already, you didn’t stop me then.” “No, … Continue reading →

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Not Worth a Quid

Posted on December 22, 2020 by crispina kemp

The lazy squid wasn’t worth a quid Lazing, languid, amongst the prawns and langoustine Forming liaisons potentially clandestine The fisherman pulled the shrimps and the octopi out of his pot Not a good catch, wouldn’t fetch him a lot But … Continue reading →

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Today I am Editing

Posted on December 14, 2020 by crispina kemp

Looked out the window Pink streak in the sky, sun not yet risen Best get the shoes on, but to bridge or to beach? I’ve time enough, I’ll go down to the sea Great photos I took of the sky turning … Continue reading →

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