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April 6, 2020
Heaven
Two are one when love decides
But naught does last if either lies.
Too often deceit will play a hand
With stabbing pain left to withstand.
But wait not the Hell that beckons me,
As it will end my search for sanctuary.
My life was full and love was given
And I have had my taste of Heaven.
© 2020, Daniel Kemp All rights reserved.
But naught does last if either lies.
Too often deceit will play a hand
With stabbing pain left to withstand.
But wait not the Hell that beckons me,
As it will end my search for sanctuary.
My life was full and love was given
And I have had my taste of Heaven.
© 2020, Daniel Kemp All rights reserved.
Published on April 06, 2020 05:10
March 3, 2020
Again
To smell the perfume of an unfurling rose.
To relive the moment when it was love you chose.
To know the sublime feeling of a summers night,
As you lay together until the breaking daylight.
© 2020, Daniel Kemp All rights reserved.
To relive the moment when it was love you chose.
To know the sublime feeling of a summers night,
As you lay together until the breaking daylight.
© 2020, Daniel Kemp All rights reserved.
February 27, 2020
An Honour
I have been honoured by my publishers-- Four books translated into Spanish and Portuguese.
https://theauthordannykemp.com/2020/0...
What Happened In Vienna, Jack? --- into Spanish and Portuguese
Why? ----into Portuguese
The Desolate Garden--- into Spanish AND Portuguese
https://theauthordannykemp.com/2020/0...
What Happened In Vienna, Jack? --- into Spanish and Portuguese
Why? ----into Portuguese
The Desolate Garden--- into Spanish AND Portuguese
January 12, 2020
A Fool
A Fool.
A fool is the one who can’t comprehend,
That to make a beginning one must have no fear of an end.
The end comes to us all, but how does it take place?
A fool never starts, in the hope of saving face.
To try is so worthy; to say no is a worthless choice,
What a fool pronounces loudest in the highest of voice.
Knocks come aplenty in a life that’s been led to the full.
But there’s no wisdom one can impart to a fool.
© 2019, Daniel Kemp All rights reserved
A fool is the one who can’t comprehend,
That to make a beginning one must have no fear of an end.
The end comes to us all, but how does it take place?
A fool never starts, in the hope of saving face.
To try is so worthy; to say no is a worthless choice,
What a fool pronounces loudest in the highest of voice.
Knocks come aplenty in a life that’s been led to the full.
But there’s no wisdom one can impart to a fool.
© 2019, Daniel Kemp All rights reserved
December 27, 2019
A Life Of Love
As a thrush does sing and the wind can roar,
So now I wish ‘tis only love I saw.
As the sun does rise and the night descend,
So the love that started would not end.
Slowly the love became our destiny
And that is how it should always be.
But what of death when it calls our name?
When that occurs, there's only life to blame.
Death does take the passion from love
But did we not touch the sky above?
We share no thoughts of desperate regret.
Ours was a love that no one could forget.
So now I wish ‘tis only love I saw.
As the sun does rise and the night descend,
So the love that started would not end.
Slowly the love became our destiny
And that is how it should always be.
But what of death when it calls our name?
When that occurs, there's only life to blame.
Death does take the passion from love
But did we not touch the sky above?
We share no thoughts of desperate regret.
Ours was a love that no one could forget.
December 22, 2019
The Death
The scribe scribbled on, long into the night.
His pencil dulled, as did the candlelight.
He shivered with cold and his fingers ached,
But he had a mission and it could not wait.
Life was his subject and this he knew well,
Now he had its story and wished it to tell.
His own had been lived to its utmost extent,
His mind was full with plenty of content.
He started at the beginning then drifted a mite.
He had re-edited and now the storyline was right.
He sat back and gazed at what he had wrote.
He felt a tear rise inside and he almost choked.
He had started off intending to write a happy tale,
But he had dwelt on too many occasions when all was not well.
With a sad heavy heart, he did rise.
Closing the cover to what now was his prize.
* * *
In the morning he rose and his book was not there.
He searched in a mood of despondency and fear.
Then he saw that things had changed,
Furniture had moved and been rearranged.
Where some sort of order existed before,
There were now cobwebs and dust-covered all but the door.
The entrance it seemed, had been used many times
The reason was in the corner, where sat many scribes.
He started to speak but they were all deaf,
He was saddened, disillusioned and bereft.
It was then that the notion entered his head,
His sanity was saved--he was simply dead.
© 2019, Daniel Kemp All rights reserved
His pencil dulled, as did the candlelight.
He shivered with cold and his fingers ached,
But he had a mission and it could not wait.
Life was his subject and this he knew well,
Now he had its story and wished it to tell.
His own had been lived to its utmost extent,
His mind was full with plenty of content.
He started at the beginning then drifted a mite.
He had re-edited and now the storyline was right.
He sat back and gazed at what he had wrote.
He felt a tear rise inside and he almost choked.
He had started off intending to write a happy tale,
But he had dwelt on too many occasions when all was not well.
With a sad heavy heart, he did rise.
Closing the cover to what now was his prize.
* * *
In the morning he rose and his book was not there.
He searched in a mood of despondency and fear.
Then he saw that things had changed,
Furniture had moved and been rearranged.
Where some sort of order existed before,
There were now cobwebs and dust-covered all but the door.
The entrance it seemed, had been used many times
The reason was in the corner, where sat many scribes.
He started to speak but they were all deaf,
He was saddened, disillusioned and bereft.
It was then that the notion entered his head,
His sanity was saved--he was simply dead.
© 2019, Daniel Kemp All rights reserved
December 21, 2019
A Tear In Time
A second ticked by and not a lot had occurred,
The minute hand moved, and a voice was heard.
It spoke softly of love with pity and grace,
It promised to change this earth into a far different place.
But soon the hour passed and faith was held back.
Disbelief had entered and begun its attack.
Time travelled on and soon envy controlled all,
Until the closing of a day, and a tear it did fall.
It flows today as a sacrifice for sin,
Offering a way out; of the hell we are in.
At Christmas, that tear flows for all to embrace
Not just Christians, but the whole human race.
© 2019, Daniel Kemp All rights reserved
The minute hand moved, and a voice was heard.
It spoke softly of love with pity and grace,
It promised to change this earth into a far different place.
But soon the hour passed and faith was held back.
Disbelief had entered and begun its attack.
Time travelled on and soon envy controlled all,
Until the closing of a day, and a tear it did fall.
It flows today as a sacrifice for sin,
Offering a way out; of the hell we are in.
At Christmas, that tear flows for all to embrace
Not just Christians, but the whole human race.
© 2019, Daniel Kemp All rights reserved
December 19, 2019
Christmas Gifts
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Take your pick from the 9 novels listed on my Amazon author page. Gift a whole Series, an Audiobook or Gift a Paperback. All are here.
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Take your pick from the 9 novels listed on my Amazon author page. Gift a whole Series, an Audiobook or Gift a Paperback. All are here.
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Published on December 19, 2019 01:45
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December 16, 2019
Kindle release
A Covenant Of Spies
Kindle releasing on Tuesday 17th December 2019
Paperback already available—With ‘Look Inside’
The Fourth Book in The Lies and Consequences Series
#Murder #Mystery #Suspense
http://mybook.to/spycovenant
Kindle releasing on Tuesday 17th December 2019
Paperback already available—With ‘Look Inside’
The Fourth Book in The Lies and Consequences Series
#Murder #Mystery #Suspense
http://mybook.to/spycovenant
Published on December 16, 2019 03:27
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November 26, 2019
No Time For War
No Time For War
In the silence in the shadows
In the deepest grave that’s ever been,
Lives the voice of all reason
In the world no-one’s seen.
Memories will be rewritten with no pain left inside.
Tears will be forgotten. There was no time when you cried.
In the valleys deep and darkened
In the nightmares, in the screams
Lives the Devil that needs fighting
Fill those shadows with your dreams.
Memories will be rewritten with no pain left inside.
Tears will be forgotten. There was no time when you cried.
From the dawning of the sunrise
To the dwindling dusk of night
Think not of inky skies above you
Fill those shadows with your light.
Memories will be rewritten with no pain left inside.
Tears will be forgotten. There was no time when you cried.
In the world that’s been constructed
In a life you can claim
There’s no darkness of the memories
There’s no memories of the shame.
Memories will be rewritten with no pain left inside.
Tears will be forgotten. There was no time when you cried.
Persecution is forbidden
Hypocrisy is no more
Love is unchanging
In the dream you’ll be living there’s no time for a bloody war.
© 2019 Daniel Kemp All rights reserved
In the silence in the shadows
In the deepest grave that’s ever been,
Lives the voice of all reason
In the world no-one’s seen.
Memories will be rewritten with no pain left inside.
Tears will be forgotten. There was no time when you cried.
In the valleys deep and darkened
In the nightmares, in the screams
Lives the Devil that needs fighting
Fill those shadows with your dreams.
Memories will be rewritten with no pain left inside.
Tears will be forgotten. There was no time when you cried.
From the dawning of the sunrise
To the dwindling dusk of night
Think not of inky skies above you
Fill those shadows with your light.
Memories will be rewritten with no pain left inside.
Tears will be forgotten. There was no time when you cried.
In the world that’s been constructed
In a life you can claim
There’s no darkness of the memories
There’s no memories of the shame.
Memories will be rewritten with no pain left inside.
Tears will be forgotten. There was no time when you cried.
Persecution is forbidden
Hypocrisy is no more
Love is unchanging
In the dream you’ll be living there’s no time for a bloody war.
© 2019 Daniel Kemp All rights reserved
Published on November 26, 2019 03:46
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