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April 5, 2020

When A Sultry Young Lady Named Claire

When a sultry young lady named Claire
Suggested we have a quick affair,
I said, that naughty Miss Hocking,
Her behaviour is really quite shocking!
Do you happen to know her, Clair?

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Published on April 05, 2020 04:41

Rewinding Time

There once was a man named Lyme
Who said, I shall rewind time.
So he turned the clocks hands back,
Which caused them to go crack.
But he was unable to conquer time.

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Published on April 05, 2020 04:16

April 4, 2020

At a Time of Social Distancing

Sunscreen on skin
Is no sin.
The birds sing
For it is spring.
One may go outside
But woe betide
The man who offers resistance
To the concept of social distance.

They say that couples are okay
To enjoy the weather together.
But how do you
Distinguish lovers true
From those simply out for fun
In this beautiful spring sun?

One may stroll, alone.
The phone,
And the internet
Are fine. As is wine
(but no alcohol or grub
Down the local pub)!

You may walk your pet
And hear the birds sing
(for it...

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Published on April 04, 2020 06:16

Angels in White

Angels in white
Make journeys of mercy
To thirsty
Men at night.
While their drivers smile
Behind dark glasses.

Time passes
And angels take wing,
Perhaps leaving a little something
Behind
(Such as a shoe)
For a man to find,
So he may say
I remember you.

And, perchance
Angels may grace
The self-same place
With their dance
Of pleasure and pain,
Again and again.

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Published on April 04, 2020 01:14

April 3, 2020

When A Young Man Named Sam

When a young man named Sam
Said, have you seen my wife Pam?.
I said, she is under the table
With an elderly gentleman called Able.
And they offered me some ham!

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Published on April 03, 2020 13:32

April 2, 2020

At A Time of Lockdown

At a time of lockdown
Some drown
Their sorrows, in beer or gin.
Yet alcohol is not
The only form of sin.

True, some may lose themselves in art.
But others grow hot.
Drink and art
Can not suffice.
Thoughts turn to vice.

Anticipation of pleasure,
For the coming warm weather
Will bring
(In summer and spring)
Roses into bloom.
And, despite the lockdown
Some men will not resist the perfume
Of roses.

The poet composes
And thinks the woodland path
Along which I pass
Has no flowers in bloom,
But...

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Published on April 02, 2020 07:26

April 1, 2020

Invitation to join poet Kevin Morris for an online poetry reading, at 8 pm (UK time) on Wednesday 9 April

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For a while now, I have been mulling over the idea of doing a poetry reading. My original intention was that this would be an event held somewhere in Crystal Palace, with people physically in attendance. However, due to COVID19 (the Corona Virus), this is, sadly not possible. Hence I have decided to host a virtual event, details of which can be found below.

It remains my intention to hold a live event (with guests physically present) when COVID19 is resolved/the UK lock-down is over. In the...

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Published on April 01, 2020 12:32

Online retailers offering paperbacks and e-books free

As a special April 1st promotion, all the online book retailers have taken the decision to offer their paperbacks (and e-books) absolutely free of charge. In order to take advantage of this generous offer, please go to your favourite online bookshop and enter the special promotion code April 1st. However, please hurry as this time limited offer expires at 12 pm (UK time) today, April 1st.

Kevin

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Published on April 01, 2020 01:21

March 31, 2020

When I Saw A Girl In A Tank

When I saw a girl in a tank
And said, to the shop owner named Frank,
Is that beautiful young woman a mermaid?,
He said, she is far from staid!.
So I purchased that tank from Frank!

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Published on March 31, 2020 14:14

When The Birds Stop

I heard the birds
This evening, in the park,
As it was growing dark.
And pondered on what
Will happen, when they stop.

But tonight I have time
To rhyme,
For my internal clock
Has yet to stop.

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Published on March 31, 2020 13:44