Daniel Kemp’s Books
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Memories
Puddles of reflection are like mirrors to the mind.
Images left behind you with their view redefined.
A canopy of cover, a buffer to the pain.
Puddles of reflection rippling in the rain.
© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved
Heart or Head?
If I were to compare the things that I’ve done right
To the things where I’ve failed
Then the failures would come out on top,
But there has been more that I’ve attempted when the chances arose
Than those I ignored and did not.
To look back, to assess, to judge what was I
Is an impossible task to attempt.
As decisions were based on only what I knew
Not prejudiced by future contempt.
To have seen the future from that present eye
Demanded wisdom beyond my grasp,
But I tell you true as stand here today
It would still be my heart that I would I clasp.
© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.
Posted in Author/Writer, Raconteur
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The Semi-Colon Who Wanted To Be Laid
The little semi-colon sat with a conscience heavily weighed.
In the corner, he waited patiently with the hope of getting laid
(don’t jump to conclusions)
On a page not written but gasping to get out,
From the writer’s mind as he struggled with the form
Of emphatic emphasis beyond the common norm!
The colon had its list of one, two, three and four,
But as of yet the semi had not found an open door.
Full stops and commas were splattered across the page,
Whilst little semi waited patiently for his chance to be laid!
Could you aid his deliverance and answer his call?
Would you be his partner at the local grammar ball?
Could a dot above a comma be the thing that rocks your boat?
Or, does his old-fashioned usage still stick in your throat?
Some achieve greatness, some have it made,
But what fate awaits the semi-colon who wants to be laid?
© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.
What Would I See?
If death was to paint its picture what colour would it be?
Set in non-reflective black, or would your face I see?
Would it shine brightly etched in marble,
Or hide in the shadows like a thief?
Where is the honour in denial?
Where is the virtue in grief?
I hope your face holds a smile
And devoid of tears at your side
When we meet and share a handshake
As unlike life never once have you lied!
© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.
Posted in Author/Writer, Raconteur
Tagged Agents, BBC, concept, Danny Kemp, death, despair, europe and america, http://www-thedesolategarden-com.co.uk/, London, london cab, pain, Radio 4, Radio Kent, Radio London, radio today, sky, Writing
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Do You Know?
I hear you!
Your voice is silent, but it invades the air.
You deny hope to the living,
Leaving bodies to rot in despair.
I sense you!
I feel, I smell you. I taste,
Your lavish scent of greed
As you condemned all to waste.
You live!
Born without taking breath,
Without love, without thought
Of a life beyond death!
You died!
You existed, but why?
No heartbeat, no pulse,
You only wished to die!
Did you have colour?
Did you have grace?
Did you please others?
Did you leave a trace?
As I asked the questions,
Then to all, I say no!
If you knew this person,
Then you too would know!
© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.
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Tagged BBC, change, colour, Danny Kemp, death, despair, die, europe and america, fear, feelings, God, http://www-thedesolategarden-com.co.uk/, London, london cab, nightmares, pain, questions, Radio 4, Radio Kent, Radio London, radio today, sense, sky, thoughts, War, Writing
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If You Have Feelings Then Mad You Definitely Ain’t!
If last week you carpeted the ceiling and today you’re painting the floor
Then remember the first rule of decorating; always work towards the door.
I once knew a man who never knew this, and he worked in the opposite way.
He went mad and was locked in an asylum and is still locked in today!
He was found wearing short trousers, gloves on his ears in case of rain.
He told the truth of his predilections and was sectioned as being insane.
If you think you’re insane but don’t know it here’s a test you can try when alone:
Do a crossword when laying in bed then eat the newspaper when sitting on the throne.
If twelve across gets stuck in your gullet and fourteen down is too hard to do,
Then ask a passing policeman if there’s anything he can do for you.
When he hits you on his head with his truncheon and you scream, yell and faint
Then I must tell you that if you have feelings then mad you definitely ain’t!
© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.
So What!
To enjoy that which convention dictates is wrong is not to demonstrate that society is wrong, it is simply to enjoy that which society would like to enjoy if only it knew how!
Danny Kemp 2016
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Is There Ever Hope?
I had hope once. The hope in my childhood which no rules could restrain.
I had hope once. The hope that I had in my youth which nothing could contain.
I had hope once. The hope I found in my success from which I wished never to refrain.
I had a hope once. All through my middle years, I nurtured it, expecting it to remain.
I had a hope once. Years had flown as minutes. The hours I’d treated with disdain.
Now I’m old and I have a question; does hope equate to pain?
© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.
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St Valentine
Do you celebrate St Valentine and the tradition of courtly love,
Or is your celebration not focused on spiritual things from above?
What do your senses speak of when faced with what thrills you?
I’ll list some of what are mine, there are only a few.
Awe and wonderment at Caravaggio’s talent at painted pain.
A choristers high pitch does exactly the same!
Mirella Freni as she breaks through that note.
Affects me deeply as I feel so remote.
The existence of tranquility in a place I’ve often been,
Reminds my conscience of beauty that’s all around but seldom seen.
The light, simple touch from the woman whom I so deeply adore
Awakens my sense of selfishness as I crave for nothing more!
However, you celebrate this day of a Saint
Celebrate love without inhibitions of shyness or restraint.
© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved
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Tagged Caravaggio, choir, love, Lovers, Radio 4, Radio Kent, Radio London, radio today, saint, sky, thoughts, Valentine, woman, Writing
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