K. Morris's Blog, page 373

There Once Was A Man Who Ate Glue

There once was a man who ate glue,
Which was a very strange thing to do!
When they asked, “is it nice?”
He tried to speak twice,
But he was unable, due to the glue!

The English Pub

I have stood
In many an English pub
Drinking beer
Both indifferent, and sometimes good.
Its queer
How people with nothing in common mingle
And those who go in single
A couple become
(At least until the rise of sun
On the morrow
When sorrow
May come,
Or they say
“That was fun”
And go their way
Or perhaps they are forever
Drawn together
As birds of a feather,
(Well, at least
Until eternal peace
Breaks their heart apart).

I have stood
In many an English pub
And sometimes caused a fuss
When I did...

Lin and the Biscuit Tin

When a young lady named Lin
Jumped out of my biscuit tin,
And I said, with a glare,
“What were you doing in there?”,
She said, “you shut me in!”.

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When a young lady whose name is Lin
Jumped out of my biscuit tin
She said, with a pearcing glare,
“There are no biscuits in there,
And I have grown sad and thin!”.

Confessions of a Poetry Competition Judge, by John McCullough

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A witty and well worth reading post entitled “Confessions of a Poetry Competition Judge” by John McCullough, in which he explains those things he looks for in a poem, and those which put him off. To read the post please visit https://josephinecorcoran.org/2019/07/13/guest-blog-confessions-of-a-poetry-competition-judge-by-john-mccullough/

Regret

My choice
To struggle in a moist
Pasture.
This lawn
Forlorn, screams disaster.
And after,
A shower
Will wet
And cleanse the outer man,
Yet no shower can
Kill regret,
Or make the soul
As in the beginning, whole.

A Compliment From A Stranger

This morning, I popped out for breakfast. As I was in the process of leaving the pub, a gentleman acosted me and asked, “are you the guy who writes poetry?” somewhat surprised, I replied in the affirmative. He then proceeded to relate how he had bought 2 of my books in the local bookstore as a birthday present for his sister, and how much she had enjoyed reading them. Naturally I thanked him for having purchased my books, expressed pleasure that his sister had enjoyed reading them, and left t...

The Establishment

When a young man whose name is Franks
Said, “the establishment they always close ranks!”.
And I replied, “how so?”,
He said, “get off my big toe!
You’re the establishment, and you always close ranks!”.

I Saw A Girl, Of Sunlight

I saw a girl, of sunlight
Who followed me
From tree to tree.
A spirit of delight
Was she,
A nymph of air
Who did so lightly pass
Over the yielding grass,
But one may taste,
But never take
The summer air.

Copyright Infringement, Again!

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From time to time, I Google my books to ascertain whether any of them have received a mention, for example in the form of a book review. Whilst searching for one of my titles yesterday (Wednesday 10th July), I came across a link to the book on Kiss Library.

All of my books (with the exception of Guide Dogs Anthology), are available from Amazon and (in the case of “My Old Clock I Wind“, and “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind“, also from Moyhill Publishing. I have never authorised Kiss Library...

My Friend Whose Name Is Louise

My friend whose name is Louise
Is extremely fond of high trees.
When she reaches the top
She likes to play pop,
Which always attracts the bees!