K. Morris's Blog, page 277

As I Ascended the Winding Stair

As I ascended the winding stair

I met with my mistress Claire.

Who said, with a frown,

“Your old wife,Mrs Brown,

Just gave me a terrible glare!”.

Fallen Blossom

I pass

Fallen blossom

On the path.

I had almost forgotten

That summer is here.

The fallen blossom

Is dear

To the tree,

But is soon forgotten

By you, and me.

Passion Killer

Couples in the USA are being advised to wear masks to protect against the transmission of COVID-19 if they have sex. The lunatics are, I think finally taking over the asylum, (see https://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-8384891/Couples-arent-quarantining-avoid-kissing-wear-FACE-MASKS-says-study.html).

The above advice sparked the below poem:

How to kill passion.

First, fashion

A mask.

This is a simple task

For some.

A few

May have fun

Its true,

By which I mean

Those who are into the fetish...

My Poem “An Autumn Bird” Included on Dodo Modern Vidpoets

I was pleased to have my poem “An Autumn Bird”, included on Dodo Modern Vidpoets, (please see http://dodovidpoets.blogspot.com/2020/05/blog-post.html).

“An Autumn Bird” is poem 13, and can be found under the heading of Poems on the Page.

Kevin

A Profession as Old as Humankind

Whilst looking through my blog’s archives, I came across 2 posts on the theme of sex work. The first is a link to me reading my poem “The Professional Escort, whilst the second is a review of “Lucky Girl”, a book by former professional escort Violet Ivy.

You can find my poem “The High Class Escort” here, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NmVdogOUwFQ&feature=emb_title.

My review of Violet Ivy’s “Lucky Girl” is accessible here, https://kmorrispoet.com/2013/07/01/book-review-lucky-girl-how-i-surviv...

A Poet’s Broken Heart

There once was a poet named Gus

Who said, “we have much to discuss

Of literature and art,

And my broken heart”.

But his lover said, “Gus, don’t fuss!”.

Resistance to Social Distance

When ants in a young lady’s kitchen

Showed a complete disregard for social distance,

A lover who was visiting her there

Said, “my dearest darling Claire,

I confess that I’m itching

To report those ants in your kitchen

For demonstrating resistance

To social distance!”.

Dog and Man

I see the sky

And ponder on biology

And culture, that maketh me.

Or am

I part

Of some great plan

For man?

My dog has a heart

Full of love for me.

He is biology

(As I am),

But is he part

Of some inscrutable plan

For dog and man?

I am told

That my dog has no soul,

Yet he is more loving than

Many a man.

Or is it art

That separates dog from man?

Perhaps we are part

Of some god’s great plan.

In the end

My old friend,

I think there is just

The great sky above,

And dust,

and love.

Vampire Humour

Some vampire humour

Alice

There was a young lady named Alice

Who lived in the great Crystal Palace.

She was a naughty little minx

And into all kinds of kinks.

But Alice, she had absolutely no malice!