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June 20, 2024

On Being Stung by a Large Bumblebee

On being stung by a large Bumblebee

On a part you will never see!

I jumped in the water

With the vicar’s pretty daughter,

Who was nude as nude can be!

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Published on June 20, 2024 22:56

Kevin Morris reading his poems at The Royal Albert Pub Crystal Palace on TikTok

I recently did a reading of my poetry at The Royal Albert Pub in Crystal Palace. You don’t need a TikTok account to watch the reading.

 

PART ONE:

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Published on June 20, 2024 12:32

June 19, 2024

Engrossed in their Flirtatious Play

Engrossed in their flirtatious play

They stand behind the bar.

The place is quiet for a summer’s evening.

I am near,  and yet so far away.

Soon I will be leaving

Him and her together.

 

I finish my pint and leave alone.

Later, at home, I think on Larkin,

And whether they sleep together.

Its not my affair

But the poet’s  indelicate question

Intrudes into my rhyme

Of lost youth and passing time.

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Published on June 19, 2024 22:59

June 16, 2024

Nearer to Heaven

A young lady said to me, “Kevin!

At 7 I’ll send you to heaven!”.

Her name is Miss Sun

And she’s waving a gun,

And the clock it is nearing 7!

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Published on June 16, 2024 06:12

June 15, 2024

Kidnapped

When a vampire whose name is Kate

Kidnapped me on an evening very late,

I found myself in the gloom

Of a musty old tomb,

With the actor who was dating Kate!

 

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Published on June 15, 2024 06:41

Were I to Die Under a Bus

Were I to die under a bus

Family and friends would cry.

There would be little fuss

Over my literary legacy.

Those few who read my rhyme

Of women and wine

and passing time

May fancy they hear

Skeletons prattle in cupboards

And clocks stop.

But I will not reply

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Published on June 15, 2024 04:26

June 14, 2024

We Run

We run.

Perchance dance in the sun.

But behind the sunlight

We know the night

Will come

And our fleeting pleasure

Must end in dust.

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Published on June 14, 2024 09:48

June 9, 2024

K Morris New Collection of Poetry “The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems” is available on Amazon.

I am delighted to announce that my collection of poems “The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems” is available on Amazon in Kindle format. The Paperback should be available in the next couple of days, and I will post links to it once the book goes live.

 

The photograph on the book cover shows the churchyard of St John the Evangelists Church in Upper Norwood. The photograph was taken by my friend Michelle Whiteside.

The book description reads as follows:

A miscellany of poems about nature, passing ti...

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Published on June 09, 2024 09:44

K Morris; Poem Rainbow Appears in The Society of Civil and Public Service Writers Author Magazine

I’m pleased to announce my poem Rainbow appears on the back cover of The Society of Civil and Public Service Writers Author Magazine. The photos show the front and back cover of the magazine.

 

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Published on June 09, 2024 09:24

Content as Fish

Sometimes my thoughts are caught

In a Goldfish bowl.

Around and around they go

Until, tired of useless thought

I lose myself in talk,

Or empty pleasure.

 

 

But when alone, and at my leisure

My inner talk and thought

Runs around and around again.

 

 

At times I envy them, those fish

Who know naught of men

And their useless thought!

 

When my mind is quiet

I find an inner peace.

I shall watch the fish go round

And allow my thought to cease,

And be content as them,

In their watery world.

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Published on June 09, 2024 00:28