The Phone Call.

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I wrote this one on seeing a lady in tears whilst speaking on her mobile phone and gesticulating, wildly, with her free hand.

The Phone Call.

Why must I listen to your news standing here,

With my mobile phone pressed against my ear?


I feel naked and exposed to the sadness you express,

Without a hope of any happiness.


The street is cold, so is your heart.

Why tell me now that we are to part?


You could have waited until I was home,

Instead of telling me when I’m all alone.


Why does my hand keep moving in tune,

To the words, I say to repel the gloom?


Darkness pervades my every thought.

Now there’s someone else that your money has bought?


I helped you make it, don’t you recall?

When we had nothing, nothing at all.


Except the love that you said we shared,

Whilst I took the knocks and you risked and dared.


Now it seems you have what you need,

A new girl on your arm, one eager to please.


Why must I listen to your news standing here,

With my mobile phone pressed against my ear?


Taken From:

Anything But Hackneyed Amazon.com

Anything But Hackneyed Amazon.co.uk

About Daniel Kemp

Daniel Kemp’s introduction to the world of espionage and mystery happened at an early age when his father was employed by the War Office in Whitehall, London, at the end of WWII. However, it wasn’t until after his father died that he showed any interest in anything other than himself! On leaving academia he took on many roles in his working life: a London police officer, mini-cab business owner, pub tenant and licensed London taxi driver, but never did he plan to become a writer. Nevertheless, after a road traffic accident left him suffering from PTSD and effectively—out of paid work for four years, he wrote and self-published his first novel —The Desolate Garden. Within three months of publication, that book was under a paid option to become a $30 million film. The option lasted for five years until distribution became an insurmountable problem for the production company. All seven of his novels are now published by Creativia with the seventh—The Widow’s Son, completing a three book series alongside: What Happened In Vienna, Jack? and Once I Was A Soldier. Under the Creativia publishing banner, The Desolate Garden went on to become a bestselling novel in World and Russian Literature in 2017. The following year, in May 2018, his book What Happened In Vienna, Jack? was a number one bestseller on four separate Amazon sites: America, UK, Canada, and Australia.  Although it's true to say that he mainly concentrates on what he knows most about; murders laced by the mystery involving spies, his diverse experience of life shows in the short stories he writes, namely: Why? A Complicated Love, and the intriguing story titled The Story That Had No Beginning. He is the recipient of rave reviews from a prestigious Manhattan publication and described as—the new Graham Green—by a highly placed employee of Waterstones Books, for whom he did a countrywide tour of book signing events. He has also appeared on 'live' television in the UK publicising that first novel of his. He continues to write novels, poetry and the occasional quote; this one is taken from the beginning of Once I Was A Soldier There is no morality to be found in evil. But to recognise that which is truly evil one must forget the rules of morality.
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4 Responses to The Phone Call.

  1. fantastic poem Danny…I remember reading this in your book and feeling so sad…this happens too often.

  2. Danny Kemp says:

    Thank you, Susan.

  3. Love the poem. Really tells a sad story.

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