Monthly Archives: March 2015

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? … Continue reading

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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 … Continue reading

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Around Love’s Arm

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 … Continue reading

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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 … Continue reading

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The Beacon of Beauty

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 … Continue reading

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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! © 2015, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

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The Fallen Quest

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 … Continue reading

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Man And Horse

  The horse galloped on, with a man on her back. The reins were held tightly, the stirrups slack. With aching muscles of both horse and man The filly galloped onwards, it ran and ran! Pain travelled upwards through his … Continue reading

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Three In Grief, But Only Two Cried

An event I attended as a London police officer.   The brown bark of an oak tree hid the intent, Of gunman, gun, and their shared contempt. A soldier home on leave had heard the gossip, Of his wife now … Continue reading

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Fanatics

If you owned the mountains and all the land to the sea, Would you give it all away so that others could be free? If you held a heart and kept it captive in your own, Have you the confidence … Continue reading

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