Monthly Archives: June 2014

The Higher Road.

The Higher Road. I should have taken the higher road, Than wading through the mire. Which was of course the longer way, And it’s vicious pleasures were my desire. The dross, the grim, the wickedness, Drew blood from deep within. … Continue reading

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People In Daytime London.

People In Daytime London. Indefinable shapes, Scurrying to and fro, Always rushing somewhere, But really no place to go! Into telephones they squawk loudly, With no one standing close. Loud enough for all to hear, Well, almost most! Street bands … Continue reading

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A Small Thought.

  We are but players in kaleidoscopic dreams. Life is our stage and not all is as it seems! © 2014, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

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SLOW DANCE, written by a terminally ill child.

I received this as an email and I have copied it straight from there. This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital . It was sent by a medical doctor – Make sure … Continue reading

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A Noisy Confession.

From my days as a Police Officer. I was the radio operator in the Police Area Car (fast response) one quiet Sunday winter’s night when by 3am the driver decided he needed forty winks. He parked the V8 Rover 3500 … Continue reading

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Maya Angelou on refusing labels — Quotes for writers and everyone

Originally posted on BRIDGET WHELAN writer:
I do not represent blacks or tall women, or women or Sonomans or Californians or Americans. Or rather I hope I do, because I am all those things. But that is not all that…

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WORKING TOGETHER.

There was a man lovingly tending his garden one day when a passerby stopped and admired his craft. He had travelled far but until now had been disappointed in what he had seen. The stranger, an Englishman, stopped and glanced, … Continue reading

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