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City Life

Careful steps, running strides. Some that slip, some that slide. Feet that move up and down, some noisy. Some silent without a sound. Mouths that mumble, mouths that kiss. Mouths shut firmly, some mouthing… ‘it’s you I miss’. Mouths moving … Continue reading

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Time To See

Sparrows, gulls, swallow and thrush, grace the skies in their swooping rush. Where they go is anyone’s guess, perhaps it’s home to a welcoming nest. Fluffy clouds passing slow as if they have nowhere to go. Then dash around in … Continue reading

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What Cry Love!

What cry love! What name hides you? Why do you camouflage yourself from view? Are you concealed within a heart that bled Its life away and now is dead? Or, are you there beyond a touch Aching away in pain … 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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The Bells of Life, by Danny Kemp

  In the near distance a church bell rings, The same nightly tune before the chorister starts the hymns, The church stands for tradition and for what some believe. The bell signals a place of peace, where one can grieve. Religion … Continue reading

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Unspoken Love, by Danny Kemp

His heart is racing as her face he touches, but he’s holding on to his sanity. His life is over unless the words she utters, break free from her banality. Say you love me, his screams unanswered. He’s praying violently. … Continue reading

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Flowing Rivers, Crashing Seas, By Danny Kemp

Was love a watery ripple, you watched fade from view? Or was it a piercing arrow, cutting your heart in two? Did it unexpectedly strike, burning the depths of your soul? Or did you sit on the riverbank, and are … Continue reading

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A Poor World, by Danny Kemp

If I had more hair then I’d pull some out. If I had a loud voice then I’d scream and shout. But I’m just a single voice locked in a cacophony of sound. Where in this world is there good … Continue reading

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People In London, by Danny Kemp

Vacant faces with no traces, Of what’s happening inside. Always rushing never slowing,  To secret places they glide. Voices shouting, ears not hearing, Places sought to hide. Men are digging, machines are hammering, Sanity does collide. City heaving, no one … Continue reading

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Words. (Note to self)

Words in all their delicate form, striding forward, all in line. Some will trap feelings, others capturing times. Words are used to tell a story, painting a picture, telling a lie. Some can make you happy. Some can make you … Continue reading

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