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April 27, 2017
Poem in Your Pocket Day
Walk around with a poem in your pocket, do ya? Well, there is a day celebrated throughout the United States and Canada just made for folks such as yourself…
That’s right, April 27th is THAT DAY! The American Academy of Poets continues to enjoy National Poetry Month (April) by inviting you to join them, by sharing your poetry, or your favorite poetry all day! Visit http://www.poets.org for suggestions as well as to find out what others are doing in your area!
The be...
There Was A Young Lady Called Claire
There was a young lady called Claire
Who married an elderly billionaire.
She spent his money on shoes
And many a world cruise.
He tripped, and died on the stair …!
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April 25, 2017
Reality TV
The Romans threw
Christians to the lions.
True
This we no longer do,
For modern man is civilised.
Yet, it is no surprise
That there is now reality TV
Where we
Watch with glee
As the inadequate, Sad
Or quite frankly bad
Are flayed alive.
We viewers pretend not to derive
Any satisfaction
From the interaction
Of a host who weeps crocodile tears
As the audience in turn sneers
And jeers.
So we self righteously shake our head
At the living dead.
Today society is humane
For the gladiators now rema...
April 24, 2017
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“Nymph, I wonder where you are going
Your hair
In the midnight air
Blowing.
Your face is a mask
Dare I ask
What be your task?
The gate’s hinges squeak
And the owl speaks,
“She may do as she will
For good or ill.
The light is on in yonder place.
Oh her face
Such passing grace”.
—
“Man why so pale of face?
Why pace
You so
To and fro?
Your eyes fixed on the clock
Straining to hear the gentle knock.
Your sweat
Carries the scent of regret.
The owl winks,
“Methinks
Some things...
Birds of Diverse Feather
“At least he wasn’t rough” she thinks,
And drinks
To forget
Her regret.
In the evening drear,
He recollects a timid deer.
Swallow after swallow of beer
Fails to hide
The hollowness inside.
“Never again”
The girl says,
But when he calls
She falls
For he who pays often finds
That money binds together ,
Birds of diverse feather.
April 23, 2017
Poet Kevin Morris to be interviewed on Vancouver Co-Op Radio’s The World Poetry Reading Series, on Thursday 4 May
I am pleased to announce that I shall be appearing on Vancouver Co-op Radio (http://www.coopradio.org/), on Thursday 4 May, to talk about my soon to be released collection of poetry, “My Old Clock I Wind and Other Poems”. My interview will also include me reading a selection of my poetry. To listen please tune in at 1:10 pm Vancouver time (9:10 pm UK time).
For my previous interview on Vancouver Co-op Radio’s The World Poetry Reading Series, please visit http://worldpoetry.ca/?p=11413. My tha...
The Poet’s Muse
The attraction
Of an abstraction
Holds the reader’s attention.
There would be dissention
Where I to show my muse,
Soaked in booze,
And guzzling pub grub,
And her shoes
All covered in mud.
I think
My readers would
Say “You do your muse confuse
With a girl sozzled in drink”,
Then, continuing with a wink,
“Morris has lost his marbels, poor old chap,
What a sad mishap!.
Or perchance he has taken too much wine
And thinks a girl divine
Who (one must confess)
Has no idea how to dress)!
Shall I bre...
Stones
The crowd cheered
As the stones flew,
While a few
Among them feared
(for they knew
It was true),
That the thrown
Stone
Does not discriminate against any particular bone.
World Book and Copyright Day — and a Gift For My Readers
Hi, everyone. Today is World Book and Copyright Day, as designated by UNESCO. The date is symbolic: Shakespeare, Cervantes, and Inca Garcilaso de la Vega all died on April 23. The stated purpose of the event is to pay world-wide tribute to books and authors, and to encourage everyone to discover the joys of reading. The event was begun in 1995, as a way to pay respect to the “irreplaceable contributions of those, who have furthered the social and cultural progress of...
