K. Morris's Blog, page 149
March 14, 2022
An Image of the Poster Advertising My Poetry Reading on Wednesday 30 March
On 8 March, I posted regarding my forthcoming poetry reading at the Upper Norwood Library Hub, at 7 pm on Wednesday 30 March, https://kmorrispoet.com/2022/03/08/poetry-reading-at-the-upper-norwood-library-hub-at-7-pm-on-wednesday-30-march-2022/.
Below is an image of the poster advertising that event.
Miss Hocking Who Wears No Stocking
A young lady whose name is Hocking
Is known for her lack of stocking.
A wicked girl called Lou
Spanks men with her shoe
Whilst they’re tied by Miss Hocking’s stocking …!
March 13, 2022
Does Grammar Matter?
A thought provoking view regarding the importance of grammar, https://capx.co/theres-nothing-kafkaesque-about-learning-the-rules-of-english-grammar/.
I must confess to having forgotten some of the rules which, as a child where inculcated into my young mind.
A Simple Rhyme About the Springtime
A simple rhyme
About the springtime
And hours
Amidst flowers
Where sweet love grows
And the rose goes
March 12, 2022
A Most Wicked Young Man Named Ted
A most wicked young man named Ted
Said, “I’ll put holly in your bed!”.
I said, “I strongly object!
You should show some respect!”,
But Holly was real wicked like Ted!”
Statuesque
I found a girl under my desk
Who was real pretty and most statuesque.
She said, “my name is White
And this space is too tight.
Sir, you must buy a new desk!”.
After a Night of Roulette
After a night of roulette
With a Kate or Yvette
The bedside clock does say,
“You will pay
For this roulette
Come the day.
Yet with Kate and Yvette
You will continue to play”.
The Inexorable Clock
The slow
Tick tock
Of the inexorable clock
Says “all must go”
In the end,
Though some pretend
‘Tis not so”.
March 11, 2022
My Poem “There is No Light” Included in March’s Virtual Dodo
My poem “There is No Light” appears in March’s Virtual Dodo. It is the penultimate poem on the page.
To read “There is No Light” please visit https://dodovidpoets.blogspot.com/2022/03/virtual-dodo-8.html
When I Found Old Father Time
When I found old Father Time
Trapped within a very ancient rhyme,
And he did shout,
“Please let me out!”,
I said, “all in good time!”
