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A Crusty Old Pie… π

As Pi is to a circumference,

And as big as an elephant’s ear

My sanity must be measured

By the intellect, I proudly display here……

Can a pie measure its own diameter,

Or, can an elephant de-wax its own ear?

Can one buy intellect on the internet,

And if so; is it dear?……

As I’d rather eat a pie than have it measured

And as elephants are prone to a tear,

Then the question about my sanity can not be answered

Until I have drunk my very last beer.

But as I don’t drink the stuff,

Preferring the grape to any old malts;

Don’t blame my taste buds,

It’s just my insane thoughts!

© 2015, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

 
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Posted by on March 26, 2015 in Author/Writer, Raconteur

 

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Cage The Bird

Cage the bird and silence its song.

Then take the lion to the dentist to extract its teeth

And give them to the loudest person lying buried beneath

The rabble of mediocracy where they cheered and laughed

As intelligence was murdered without a single gasp!

Cage the bird and silence its song,

In case, its individualism disturbs the sycophants too long.

© 2015, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

 
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Posted by on March 26, 2015 in Author/Writer, Raconteur

 

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Around Love’s Arm

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Why lust after the heavens and the stars in all the skies,
If love lies beside you and fills the whole of your eyes?

What can be found in violence that love can’t provide?
Only blood stained hearts with souls that have died.

In Heaven rests the souls of lovers wrapped around love’s arm
Hell provides the fiery comfort for those who only preach harm!

© 2015, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

 
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Posted by on March 25, 2015 in Author/Writer, Raconteur

 

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Terror

Panic lives in silence, it’s one of the rules of its game.

It’s in silence that you hear the devil call your name.

Fear lives in silence. It’s what it does, it’s where it’s bred.

Silence is the devils haven into which you are led.

Evil lives in silence, That’s where it’s always seen.

Terror can be shouted in a silent scream!

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Posted by on March 24, 2015 in Author/Writer, Raconteur

 

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The Beacon of Beauty

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In ugly there is beauty, that’s an accepted fact,

In beauty one can find, all that ugly lack.

Ugly rides the air in the sounds that we hear.

I bet that where you’re standing it’s lurking very near.

Ugly is insidious, it pervades the very mind!

It makes the previously rational, coarse and unkind.

Ugly offends the eye, it deadens what’s in the ear.

It’s the pain that wells up and shows itself as a tear.

The world wasn’t made of ugly, but it has become that way,

Through man’s indifference and the results are clear today!

A new covering of tarmac, new concrete being poured.

The compelling lure of money is now more and more adored.

Dirt and grime are everywhere, they’re now included in written word.

But perhaps you think what I write is gibberish, and plainly quite absurd.

If those are your thoughts then I’m envious of your reason.

Your heart must be following beauty as its one true guiding beacon!

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Posted by on March 24, 2015 in Author/Writer, Raconteur

 

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Life

Sanity is a balance between what is and what could be.
The insane have come to accept that there really is no fantasy!
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Posted by on March 24, 2015 in Author/Writer, Raconteur

 

The Fallen Quest

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As the moon takes hold and the day becomes night,
Orion takes to the sky in his nightly flight.
Searching for game his quest he pursues,
Of discs and brown dwarfs to greedily consume.
Stars in calm skies as his spectre glare
Guide his eyes straight and fixed in wraith filled stare.

Love can hunt a heart in which to rest,
As a passion filled embrace can start its quest.
A kiss or a complimentary phrase
Can open the doors on a star blinding maze.
As the sun rises high so Orion beats his retreat,
So must love if nowhere there’s welcome to meet!

© 2015, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

 
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Posted by on March 23, 2015 in Author/Writer, Raconteur

 

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