Category Archives: Poems and short stories

TWO HURRAH PETULANT ‘I was never this bad,’ I said. My mum looked at my thirteen year old, who was now folding her arms like a petulant toddler. Before the words were even spoken, I knew I had lost the battle. ‘You were worse. From the age of two you stomped and thought life unfair.’Continue reading “https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2021/07/25/three-things-challenge-670/”

My first vivid memory is sitting with my dad – he smelt of extra strong mints. He was talking about his experiences as a paratrooper in the second world war. He remains to this day, my hero. Not just because he gave me the freedom I have today, but because he was a good man.Continue reading “Weekend Writing Prompt #219 – Vivid”

What’s in a sign? Danger, deep water – someone must have planted it there in the first place. It can’t be that deep can it? I wade in towards the sign. My mates are whooping from the river bank. My legs treading water, I want to turn back, but I don’t want to look likeContinue reading “https://crispinakemp.com/2021/07/21/crimsons-creative-challenge-141/”

SKITTER My heart is a skitter, as I edge the door open. It isn’t every day you get to meet your birth mother for the first time. Will she look like me? Don’t get me wrong – I love my parents. They gave me a happy childhood, but I always thought there was something missing.Continue reading “https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/”

A language of colloquial proportions littered the desk. Stephanie picked up one of the crushed pieces of paper. She unfurled it in her hand, before looking at it once more. No – it still wasn’t good enough. None of them would be good enough. Self doubt twisted around her mind like vines around the stemContinue reading “#FOWC – Word Prompt – Colloquial”

I had done nothing but walk back and forward to the fridge. I wasn’t even hungry, but cloy of all the food I was consuming. Lockdown had a strange effect on my eating habits. It was strange. I missed the train journey into work. The birdsong in the air was pure magic to my ears.Continue reading “https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2021/07/21/your-daily-word-prompt-Cloy-ydwordprompt-july-21-2021/”

With a sedate way of life, Lisa should have been happy. There was nothing to do all day except swim in the pool, sunbathe and watch the world go by. But it wasn’t for her. It felt like there were more than twenty-four hours in a day. With her bags packed – she left theContinue reading “#FOWC – Sedate – Word prompt from Fandango”

I wrote this a few years ago for a writing group I belonged to. Seasons Spring buds pushing towards the light. Flowers in full bloom, their brightness gleaming. Golden leaves drifting in the wind. Snow covered branches observing the skies. Flowers in full bloom, their brightness gleaming. Butterflies soaring through the air. Snow covered branchesContinue reading “Seasons – Poem”

Haiku – Ode to mistakes I was being so thorough, I missed a full stop – I wasn’t thorough enough. 18.07.21

‘There is a realm of possibilities at your feet,’ Sheila said, handing me a cup of coffee. She knew me so well. Normally tea was something offered when stressful moments arise out of nowhere. She understood, coffee was my preferred drink of choice. It caused my brain waves to think more clearly. ‘I’m not sureContinue reading “FOWC with Fandango – Word Prompt – Realm”