K. Morris's Blog, page 138

When Ageing Men

When ageing men
Hear girl’s feet
On summer streets,
Perchance they glance
At grandfather clocks,
And remember socks,
Long since lost.

Nell’s Visit to Hell

There was a young lady named Nell
Who met the devil whilst visiting hell.
When the devil proposed
She said, “I suppose
That hell will suit Nell quite well!”.

Miss Wood and the Mud

K Morris - Poet

When a careless young lady named Wood
Got her stilettos stuck in deep mud
And I said, “get them off”.
She replied, with a shocked cough,
“Not here! In this nasty deep mud!”

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Their Invitation to Dine

Their invitation to dine
Was really most kind.
Her scent. His wine.
She is not mine.

There Invitation to Dine

There invitation to dine
Was really most kind.
Her scent. His wine.
She is not mine.

Public Speaking

There was a young lady named Peach
Who gave many a very fine speech.
Her great verbal power
Impressed the ivory tower,
But the public she just couldn’t reach!

When a Naughty Young Lady Hiding in Rushes

When a naughty young lady hiding in rushes
Said, “sir, please join me in these bushes”.
I said, “Miss Coral,
I hate to quarrel,
But you are hiding in rushes not bushes!”

Fancied

A soft kiss.
The passing bliss
Of making free
With a fancied she
Who knows not me.

My Interview on Access Radio, an Apology

On 17 May, I posted regarding my interview on Access Radio https://kmorrispoet.com/2022/05/17/my-forthcoming-interview-on-access-radio/. The show was scheduled to air yesterday (Wednesday 18th May). However the broadcast did not take place.

For anyone who tuned in at 9 pm (UK time) yesterday evening, please accept my apologies. I shall contact the producer and ascertain when the programme will be available, and post a link to the podcast once it is online.

Whilst Walking Passed a Newly Dug Grave

Whilst walking passed a newly dug grave
I met an old ghoul named Dave,
Who said, “are you afeared
Of my big bushy beard?”.
I said, “Dave, you really should shave!”.