Tag Archives: Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

Why can we never agree?

Posted on December 7, 2020 by crispina kemp

I said poetic. He said pathetic. I said realistic. He allowed artistic. I said quizzical. He said risible. I said erotic. He laughed and said quixotic. 26 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Quixotic

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O Squire of the Shire

Posted on November 30, 2020 by crispina kemp

O Squire of the Shire You are a liar To set hearts afire With words like a choir You entangle roses in briar sweet You halt and hamper with bemired feet You wrap around with barb-some wire You besmirch, you … Continue reading →

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A Different Story

Posted on November 23, 2020 by crispina kemp

To travel back in time To change what has been done To alter the course of history Make it tell a different story But who dares foretell the events that follow upon that alteration? Would that story be better? Woe, … Continue reading →

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To Argue the Toss

Posted on November 16, 2020 by crispina kemp

                Wrangle… to entangle your tongue with a persistent antagonist To mangle angry words with an opportunist Or cling to the rocks, ignoring the knocks while you argue the toss with the surf-surging … Continue reading →

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Oh, Not Again

Posted on November 1, 2020 by crispina kemp

Oh, there she goes again Making like she’s not a big pain Limping like she’s bloody well lame “What’s the matter, lovey, can’t you keep up?” “You know I’m not well.” Yea, yea, yea, now whirl your arms and hug … Continue reading →

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This Slice of Light

Posted on October 26, 2020 by crispina kemp

Dark, my bed beneath the world Dark But wait What glimmering? What minor lifting of gloom? It slithers, this slither of light This slice that intrudes, that doesn’t belong. But whence it comes, this fabulous crescent? Has it fallen from … Continue reading →

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Waking Asleep

Posted on October 19, 2020 by crispina kemp

A nightmare, I know it is I’m LUCID dreaming I can wake from it I struggled to wake I woke in my bed NO! Not my bed I’m dreaming again I struggled to wake I woke in my bed NO! … Continue reading →

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That’s Tantamount to Heresy

Posted on October 12, 2020 by crispina kemp

He said my suggestion was asinine. I asked him why. He said it doesn’t conform to the accepted theory. I said what if that theory is wrong? No, he said, that is truly asinine. But what about that body of … Continue reading →

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Jamie, Jamie, Jamie and His Magic Torch

Posted on September 28, 2020 by crispina kemp

You remember that show From years ago On British TV What a nonsense spree Jamie, Jamie, he really was zany All cockamamie with his magic torch Whizzing down worm-holes Into weird and fuzzy other dimensions All done for children To … Continue reading →

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According to Scientists…

Posted on September 7, 2020 by crispina kemp

George opened his eyes with grudged reluctance, disturbed from his Sunday morning slumber by her downstairs. Who was she talking to, all ‘sweetness’ and ‘petals’? Next door’s cat, most likely. He had told her… and here she’d got it in … Continue reading →

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