K. Morris's Blog, page 172

There Once Was a Squire Called Winning

There once was a squire called Winning
Who was fond of sinning with women.
His old wife Jane
Blew out his brain
Which impaired squire Winning’s sinning with women …!

A Young Lady Who Dresses in Green

A young lady who dresses in green
Is well known on the swinging scene.
My girlfriend Miss Coral
Is really quite moral
And she looks real pretty in green …!

Morning’s Light

I start
To write
As morning’s light
Begins to show.
The dark
Must follow
Morning’s glow.
Only the hollow
Do not know
That tis so.

My New Guide Dog

On 1 September 2020, my old friend and guide dog Trigger was put to sleep due to having developed cancer. The months following his death were difficult. Not only had I lost a mobility aid but (far more importantly) I had lost a companion who had accompanied me almost everywhere since 4 July 2011. Of course as time passes the sadness becomes intermixed with happier recollections of one’s time together. One never forgets but life goes on and, in time one smiles again.

I have, since Trigger’s death...

As I Walked Through the Churchyard Real Late

As I walked through the churchyard real late
I met a young lady named Miss Kate.
When she rattled her chains
And showed me her brains.
I said, “stop that great racket Miss Kate!”

Guest Post: The Hungry Hound

My thanks to Pete for kindly featuring my poetry on his blog. To read my poem please click on the original post on Pete’s blog. Kevin

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I am delighted to feature blogger, poet, and published writer, Kevin Morris.
https://kmorrispoet.com/ You can read more of Kevin’s blog by following that link.

The Hungry Hound

I am Trigger.
My Stomach is bigger
Than you think.
Your lunch will be gone in the blink
Of an eye.
Then away I fly.
Should you ask, “who stole my lunch?” I reply,
“Not I”
But,...

Underwear

A young lady whose name is Claire
Just happens to have my silk underwear.
We had enjoyed a good drink,
But its not what you think
As the bishop and Flair where there!

As I Walked Home One Dark Halloween

As I walked home one dark Halloween
I met a young lady in green.
Her name it was Grace
And back at her place
Sat the devil eating strawberries and cream!

Book Announcement: 10 of My Poems Included in Croydon Poetry Hour Anthology 2020/21

I am delighted to announce that 10 of my poems have been included in Croydon Poetry Hour Anthology 2020/21. Amongst those of my poems appearing in the book are Blackbird, Leaving and Whilst Drunk on Very Strong Beer. For anyone who is interested, Croydon Poetry Hour Anthology 2020/21 can be purchased here https://www.lulu.com/en/us/shop/croydon-poets/croydon-poetry-hour-anthology-202021/paperback/product-q777n8.html?page=1&pageSize=4.

I have reproduced below my poem Leaving. The text of the po...

Some Civilisations Go Slow

Some civilisations go slow
In their decay
While others stay
But a short time.

Birdsong does not last.
And poets must rhyme
Of empires that pass
And fast climate change.