K. Morris's Blog, page 348

Her Hair

Unaware
As her hair
Brushes my fingers
And, momentarily, lingers
There.

She giggles. wiggles.
And she
Is unaware
Of her hair
And me?

A Young Man Whose Name Is Mow

A young man whose name is Mo
Said, “it fills me with great woe
When I see so many beautiful young women
Who spend all of their time sinning,
And the red lights they so eriely glow!

At Night

At night
Heels come
Bringing delight
To men, Who when
The sun
Rises, count the cost
Of time lost,
In fun.

There Was A Young Lady Named Dixon

There was a young lady named Dixon
Who had an addiction to flash fiction,
And when she died
The great literati cried,
But this rhyme is nought but fiction!

Poetry is Pointless

A highly controversial article in which the author argues that “poetry is pointless”.

“To summarise, poetry can offer nothing music or books cannot. It is less creative and analysed to a point of mind-numbing repetitiveness. Poetry is extremely
boring and one dimensional and it often comes across as confusing and obscure. It does not carry the same complexity as music and is unenjoyable for most
audiences. Poetry in contemporary society merely a forgotten relic of Shakespearean times”. (

A Short Poem May

A short poem may
Be strong,
And have far more to say
Than a long
Piece,
Which loses its way,
And knows not when to cease

When A Young Lady Named Claire

When a young lady named Claire
Tied me up with her hair,
And I said, “is this right?”,
She replied, “its just for tonight”.
Good gentlemen, please beware of Claire!

Berry’s Poetry Book Reviews

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Berry’s Poetry Book Reviews, https://berryherwithpoems.com is run by Laura Berry, and provides free book reviews for poets.

Poets who follow me at kmorrispoet.com, may wish to check out Berry’s Poetry Book reviews.

Kevin

When A Pretty But Strict Young Nurse

When a pretty but strict young nurse
Said, “your verse it grows steadily worse!”,
I said, “please, help it grow better”,
So she gave me a medical letter,
Which was written all in free verse!

When A Strange Young Lady Named White

When a strange young lady named White
Climbed into my bed late last night,
And I said a most friendly “hello!”,
She said, “I think you should know,
That my reputation is whiter than white!”.