Tag Archives: God

The Hope Of Hope: Part Four

Never allow the Devil to undervalue you Suddenly Belief recovered and dragged Faith to his feet. “Come,” he said. “We must go find Hope and Will. But we must be discreet! “But aren’t they both dead?” Faith uttered in surprise … Continue reading

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The Hope Of Hope: Part Three

As the death bell of the apocalypse sounded noisily above life’s trembling tree!   Pain sat in the room waiting for his friends to arrive. He carried no antibodies as he knew how to survive. Despair was an ally but … 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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The Talker

An amusing, but thoroughly irreverent short story of 2,300 words Chapter One The Talker Rosalina Orsini was Italian by lineage, English by birth and old by God’s decree. She could, and did, live with those first two characterisations, the last, … 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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A Contrasting Life

A bright shining moon in a tomb coloured sky. Contrasts we see as the years slip by. Winters that are warm, summers that are cold, These and many more things we see as we get old. December is finishing, it’s … Continue reading

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Mother and Child

Flickering raindrops on telephone wires. Chimneys in the distance standing like gothic spires. There is no sun only streetlights alight, It’s the morning, but it could be the middle of the night. Muddied meadows, swollen streams, Did the mild autumn … Continue reading

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The Act Of Thoughtfulness

Platitudes; overused words the meaning having been lost in time. Just the same as the words I use in those silly rhymes of mine! BUT WAIT……… Santa Claus is in trouble. He’s lost a sack and he’s now in disgrace. … Continue reading

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With Violence As Your God

To hallucinate from reality, not excepting the truth. To live a life of fantasy, in the mind of a youth. To hide your mind from darkness, seeing only what shines. Is to worship an evil God, who speaks from a … Continue reading

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