Walking On Graves

Darkness releases the shadows to hide.

The battle’s been fought, thoughts have died.

Mindful of steps that beckon beyond

The graves with no voices that cannot respond.

Pain surrounds and walks close at hand.

Only agonising madness is left to stand.

Escape is fiction, there’s nowhere to abscond.

Except to silent graves, that cannot respond.

Trapped within a mind that sees no good.

Now only suffering where happiness stood.

A sorcerer is needed with a magic wand

To give voices to the graves that cannot respond.

Once there was beauty where now ugliness stands.

Time was a treasure that ripped through the hands.

Imagination was suffocated by billowing fronds

That grow on the graves where no-one responds.

No-one was someone one sunny day,

But life came along and swept them away.

Dreams vanished as the guns were fired

And the graves swallowed the bodies of those that expired.

Pass not a grave with the head bowed down.

Salute the dead with a smile, not a frown.

Graves hold the living along with the dead.

We all walk on bodies wherever we tread!

© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved

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The Night Santa Was In Trouble

Santa Claus was in trouble.

He’d lost a sack and he was in disgrace.

He was slithering down a chimney

When a child recognised his face!

Without thinking, the child asked his hero.

“Is the whole sack for me?”

Sadly Santa had no choice,

What could he do but agree?

He was now short of presents

But he tried the best that he could

To fill all the remaining wishes

And make all his promises good!

Children can’t be blamed for being greedy,

It’s adults that are to blame.

Worth is judged by possessions

And those without, well, that’s just a shame.

Now I’m an old romantic,

Always believing good will overcome.

But if we are all ‘Christians’

What have we done for Christendom?

It should not be just at Christmas

That we remember those with less.

Each day is a new beginning,

Another chance for more thoughtfulness.

© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

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If Christmas Was Not Just Once a Year

To not live alone and be apart

To welcome love and share a heart

To take a blow without complaint

To offer peace without constraint

To be pure when morals scream

To only see beauty in all you dream

* * *

To show compassion to those in need

To be content with no thought of greed

To wish for nothing and ask for less

To live a life without duress

To offer silence in a raging storm

To be yourself and not conform

* * *

To accept the pitfalls along your path

To smile and always be willing to laugh

To see good where others see bad

To be happy and never be sad

To be complete with love to spare

To live in colour where nothing is bare

* * *

To encourage and abide

To be humble and not full of pride.

To wish that fear could abate

To offer friendship and speak no more of hate

If Christmas was not just once a year

If no child never cried a tear!

* * *

Sentimental words and points of view

If only some were all we ever knew!

© 2016, Danny Kemp

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Cheryl Holloway

Cheryl Holloway’s interview


This kind lady interviewed me and the result is on her blog.

Title: The Secret and The Secret Lies Where No One Belongs: A Supplement to The Secret

Genre: Mystery/Thriller/Suspense/Terrorism

Synopsis: What does an armed robbery in London’s Charing Cross Road in July 1972 have to do with a meeting held in Vienna thirty-five years earlier?

What connects the wartime survival of a Jewish man who worked in the offices of the Chancellor of Austria to the murder of a Catholic priest some twenty years after the end of the Second World War?

What has the slaughter of three hundred Nama tribe folk at their settlement in Namibia, got to do with the Under-Secretary-General to the United Nations?

Why were the remains of Martin Bormann, Hitler’s personal secretary, not discovered until December 1972 buried near Berlin’s Lehrter station?

Jack Price, a former British spy, knows the answer to all those questions and, if necessary, is willing to die to keep the secret. The trouble is; he’s not the only one who knows.

The Supplement is an analysis of Patrick West, the main protagonist of the Secret.

CH: Today’s Guest Author is Danny Kemp, an international author and creative writer who has learned to live with frustration. Welcome to my blog, Danny.

CH: Can you sum up your book in 20 words or less?

DK: The story of how an impressionable young man’s quest for excitement leaves him disillusioned with the whole morality of life.

CH: One reviewer said that this book is full of lies, deceit, corruption and illusions. So, how did you come up with the premise for this book?

DK: I’ve met a lot of deceitful, corrupt people in my life. Both when I was young around my father (after interrogating Axis troops in Italy when that country surrendered he worked in The War Department in London from 1946 until he died in 1966); and later when I was a police officer attached to criminal intelligence.

CH: Was it hard creating believable situations and issues or did you take them from real life and elaborate?

DK: The Secret is partially based on fact. I did know someone who worked for MI5 and then inside MI6, who told me a story about a Jewish man who survived the war by hiding in churches in Vienna, Austria, whilst that country was occupied by the Nazis. I have elaborated on that story, but I hope I’ve served that man’s memory well.

CH: Since this book involves so many issues, did you have to do a lot of special research to write it?

DK: Some, yes, but not as much as I would normally do. The story is told predominately over one week in July 1972, and as I’ve said it was based on some facts. All I had to do was expand on those. For my other two full novels, the research was extensive and extremely time-consuming. After an outline of the story, I always use a storyboard where I can check dates, locations and the chronological order of the events that I depict. For The Secret, this was not as critical.

CH: Where do you get inspiration for your characters?

DK: Some I’ve known and others have been hiding away in my memory. I have had a varied working career and met some interesting people from all walks of life.

CH: Which character was hardest to write?

DK: I honestly can’t answer this one, as I loved writing them all.

CH: Which character was your favorite to write?

DK: Fianna Redden, my main protagonist, She’s a feisty, fictional Irish sister. She was a joy to write.

CH: Was it hard to decipher all of the lies in the “secret?”

DK: Normally, I let the story tell me an ending. My belief is that if I have no idea how it’s going to end, then nor will any reader. In the novel The Secret the ‘lies’ had to conceal a known ending, until I was ready to reveal ‘it’ at the very end, seated at a table in an exclusive gentleman’s club in London.

CH: Since you have so many characters in this book, do you have anything to share about the main or supporting characters?

DK: I hope they all add the delicate strokes to the canvas of this novel and enhance the importance of the main protagonists.

CH: You recently wrote a supplement to The Secret. Why did this book need a supplement?

DK: It did not need a supplement, but I did it for commercial reasons. There is an abundance of free books on the market all with the aim of attracting readers to buy other books written by the author giving his/her work away. I do not believe that works unless it is part of a series or in a very specific genre and of the highest quality. In my opinion, there is a profusion of readers who will not pay for books, waiting simply for the ‘freebies’ that are offered. My idea was to publish this ‘supplement’ in the hope that the explanation I gave of how the repercussions of killing a man impacted on the rest of Patrick West’s life would capture the attention of those who read it; thereby, buying the already published full novel to discover more about him. I must add that I do not know if this worked.

CH: How long did it take you to write this book?

DK: The Secret took, I think, about three or four months. I had retired from ordinary work by then and had more time than I previously had for my other major novels. The supplement took about a week.

CH: One of your other books, Percy Crow, is about secrets, deceit and lies. Is this your specialty in writing?

DK: I certainly do like to be deceptive and apart from the three children’s stories I’ve written. I hope, I have been!

CH: What kind of feedback are you getting from readers of this book?

DK: I have 3 reviews all of which are 5 stars, but I did hope for more by this stage.

CH: What is your next writing project?

DK: I’m trying to complete another novella. I have written two so far, whilst waiting for those full novels to come back from editing/proofreading and I think three would be an ideal number to finish on.

CH: How to find Danny Kemp:

CH: Can you tell my audience where this book is sold?

DK: Amazon, Amazon.uk, and BookButler.co.uk

CH: Any closing remarks?


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There Is Nothing As Stale As An Empty Mind

Everyone’s a winner if the race is never run

Bruises count for nothing if the game has not been won

Everyone’s a dreamer when time is on their side

And a dreamer is someone that everyone decries

© 2016, Danny Kemp


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Sheer Terror



It’s the quiet that I fear.

It’s in the dark I find peace

It’s only the terror that I hear.

The nightmare has no release.

It’s the silence that I hate.

It’s to the shadows I run.

It’s a fear that doesn’t abate.

It’s a chain that can’t be undone.

To a crevice, I cling

With no footholds in sight.

Over an abyss, I must swing

Limbs tremble with fright.

There are no answers anymore

Only questions to face.

There’s only one thing I’m sure;

In death there is grace!

© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved

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It Takes Two To Love

Did your heart taste the tear

That fell from your face

As you parted with love

Leaving an empty space?

Did you stop to ask

And then wonder why,

The love you felt so easily

Drained away from your eye?

Were you alone

In a helpless place?

Memories of that love

Leaving no trace?

If two fall in love

Then both have lost.

When the love that was freely given

Takes a life as its cost!

© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

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To Write

The purpose behind writing a book is not just that it should be read. It is to exercise a troubled and restless mind.

Danny Kemp

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A Story Of Silliness

Twenty-five silly stories, some in rhyme.

Free with MatchBook Kindle…… or $0.99 – £0.99p

A Story Of Silliness

Free with MatchBook Kindle…… or $0.99 – £0.99p



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A Maestro With A Dream

He started with delicate brushstrokes painted on a golden screen

Depicting a mystical journey through a whimsical dream.

But it was the realism of reality that then directed his wrist

To a black out his canvas leaving only an angry secreting cyst.

He started again with a fresh palette and brush.

He changed the composition using heavy paints, both rich and lush.

But again the metaphysical view escaped from his dream.

He left his canvas to be swallowed by the pragmatist’s scream! 

© 2016, Danny Kemp.

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