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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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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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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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Life Without Women

An old one of mine that I came across today. I’ve reworked it slightly and offer it here…… What would this life if woman free, be for someone such as me? Bereft of love, warmth and joy, that have all stood … Continue reading

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A Cosmic Contraction

Did conscious thought precede the consciousness of actions or did they coincide with a catastrophic cosmic contraction? Would the contraction of one’s own moral sense of wrong help one to feel at home in modern society and thereby belong? If … Continue reading

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Never Let The Devil Speak, by Danny Kemp

Pack a loaded gun…Keep it at your side. If someone takes a run…Know it’s them that lied. Never miss a shot……Shoot ’em so they die. Live a secret life….Shoot them in the eye Knock ‘em down dead….Let the blood rain. … Continue reading

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Ever Seen A Review As Good As This?

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A Story, by Danny Kemp

Your pen may write the words but let your heart tell the story. Blood may flow to fill the lines, but your soul will feel the glory. Stones and rocks will thunder down and knives will stab you deep, But … Continue reading

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Dreams, by Danny Kemp

A psychiatrist stands watching, in a pathology lab. An anaesthetist holds a needle waiting to stab The brain that needs examining because it refuses to die, Whilst living in a world that only lives within its own lie! The brain … Continue reading

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