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About Daniel Kemp

At the age of seventy-six, Daniel Kemp has started his second year of studying the science of Psychology at the Open University. He is a member of The Society of Authors and also a bestselling writer. However, in early September 2025, he was diagnosed with cancer. He is now in palliative care at home, being looked after by his ex-wife. When he was writing his novels, he enjoyed writing stories that appealed to those who liked challenging themselves to solve mysteries that were set out before their eyes, but they couldn't. His 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 incident 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 six years until distribution became an insurmountable problem for the production company. All ten of his novels are now published by Next Chapter Publishing Company which has added an edition titled The Heirs And Descendants Collection, which holds all four books of that series, alongside an edition titled The Lies And Consequences Collection which contains all four volumes of that series. He is the recipient of rave reviews from a prestigious Manhattan publication and described as—the new Graham Green—by a highly placed executive 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 his first novel. Less

Clark-Hickling, a friend of mine

He fantasised about his suicide then mystified by those thoughts He took a pencil, coloured all the squares and left all the noughts. He ruminated then brooded then braided his hair, Stared at the devil and accepted his dare. The … Continue reading

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Beauty in Grey

Raindrops falling on a still water pond. A breeze rocking the ferns golden frond. Blue tits nesting, a chirp soon to cheer. A blackbird singing, it’s a joy to hear. A glistening slate path shining in the dark. Beauty in … Continue reading

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Two Stars

With a heart that was open but eyes that were closed, She found a safe place and within she dozed. In her sleep, she saw a star way up high. And she listened as it sung a soulful lullaby. “I … Continue reading

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What’s Truth Anyway?

Trees that are purple, a sky that’s green Could you believe in things that are only dreamt but never seen? There are lies that are little, lies that are big. Lies that define the style of life that we live. … Continue reading

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EYES

  Careful the man who complains day and night, That the beauty of life doesn’t fade from his sight. Careful the man who holds hatred so fast, That love gives up and beauty doesn’t last. Envy the man who sees happiness … Continue reading

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Purity

Soft kisses from the morning sun On dewy petals where the bees do hum. Softly blows the springtime breeze Through glistening branches with shiny green leaves. Softly plays the magical lure Of a life that’s lived on a note so … Continue reading

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An Unmeasurable Circle

Two foot is not a yard. A yard is not a garden. A garden is not a meadow. And a meadow is not a woodland. A woodland is not an estate. An estate is not a county. A county is … Continue reading

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WAR

  With arms held high in suffocating sufferance to the inevitability of war being the final solution to any peace. Heaven is sought as the final refuge to finding a release! Truth died when freedom was lied to! Pray to … Continue reading

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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? … 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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