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It Takes Two To Love

If two fall in love

Then both have lost.

When the love that was freely given

Takes a life as its cost! Continue reading

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Introspection

Life without a friend is death without a witness. A witness does not always see the truth And as truth can sometimes be ignored Ignoring the needs of a friend is to die alone! © 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

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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

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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 … Continue reading

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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 … Continue reading

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A Damocles Tear

The sun disappeared in a distance sky As a woman walked home with a tear in her eye. A laugh shared at work, but there’s no one at home Few understand what it’s like to be on your own. Home … Continue reading

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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 … Continue reading

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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 … Continue reading

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The Truth is Always Misconstrued

Poetic Confusion Optical Illusion Images Not Viewed. Parliamentary Constitution A Mental Institution Instruments to Delude. World Desolation Climate Configuration Tension Never Defused. A Stressed Population A Child’s Deprivation Only Wealth ever Valued. Human Reconstruction Armed Domination The Truth is Always … Continue reading

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I Am!

  I am a husband, I’m a grandfather. I’m a London taxi driver at times. Often I sit at my computer writing silly rhymes. I’m a cook, a washer-upper, a drink maker, and more. I do so much that sometimes … Continue reading

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