K. Morris's Blog, page 684
April 11, 2016
A Hug
A hug spontaneously given.
Emotion
As an ocean
Wells up.
My cup is full
Yet the dull
Feel
Of an unreal
Embrace …
A girl’s pretty face.
Another time
Another place.
I have striven
To stand aloof
From the truth
And feeling
Yet my emotions are reeling
From a simple hug.
The fug
For a moment clears
And the truth rears it’s head.
Better an empty bed
Than meaningless words said
In pretence
And sense
Lost in arms
That hold no lasting charms.
April 10, 2016
Podcast of my interview on Croydon Radio
On Saturday 9 April, I was privileged to appear on Croydon Radio to talk about my latest collection of poetry “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind”, (http://moyhill.com/lost/).
I would like to thank Tom Cannon of Croydon Radio for giving me the opportunity to talk about (and read) some of my poetry.
You can find a podcast of the show HERE
My interview begins at approximately 17:15 (about 1 hour and 15 minutes into the podcast).
Kevin
April 9, 2016
A writing competition about England’s future
It could be the assassination of the Prime Minister, thefuture of housing in the country,or the day cancer is finally cured. We’re looking for personal accounts of similar events – were you...
April 8, 2016
I Am?
I am overly introspective.
Can you turn
Detective
And discern
The thoughts that churn
Around my mind?
You may find
A butterfly dancing in the sun light
Or a bat that flies at night.
Perchance a heart you will find,
Sometimes cruel
At others kind.
Whatever you should discover
I shall take cover
In verse,
At times verbose
More often terse.
A poet I am, I could do worse.
April 7, 2016
Compassion, Misplaced
An interesting post about the dangers of viewing animals as though they are human. I agree with the poster, we can (and should) respect our fellow creatures but to regard them merely as an extension of ourselves is misguided. Kevin
This video, which came across my Facebook feed,annoysme.
Did you take a look? Okay. It’s very unlikely the duckling is feeding the fish out of “compassion,” as per the caption someone added on Facebook. Rather, the duckling is dipping its food in t...
I am being interviewed on Croydon Radio on Saturday 9 April, at 5:15 pm
As announced on 16 March (http://newauthoronline.com/2016/03/16/i-am-being-interviewed-on-saturday-9-april/), I am being interviewed by Croydon Radio’s Tom Cannon, about my collection of poetry “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind” (http://moyhill.com/lost/). The interview will take place at 5:15 pm and can be heard live (at that time) by going to (http://croydonradio.com/). A podcast will also be available from Sunday 10 April and I will post a link once it goes live.
Kevin
April 6, 2016
The Lady and the Rake
“Sir you are a rake
And shouldst forsake
This life driven by desire,
For the fire
Down below is hot
And old Nick has got
A demon waiting
Especially for you.
Believe me sir, ‘tis true”!
“Lady cease your prating
For although the truth you may be stating
The devil is below
And you and I may go
A-maying.
Oh just one kiss
And I will be drowning in bliss.
Why, madam are you not a-staying …!”.
Not His Destination
This morning I took a train from Thornton Heath station to London Victoria. Due to me being visually impaired, a member of station staff assisted me to board the train. However, before he could disembark, off went the locomotive with the railway company employee on board, and none to happy at having been conveyed, without his consent from Thornton Heath to the next station stop, Norbury!
—
A man
With a plan
To help me board a train.
Oh what a pain
For the doors closed
And there arose
From h...
April 5, 2016
Evening Walk
Breathing in the fresh evening air
I wander along
Conscious of birdsong.
The birds sing without a care
And soon I will be there
With her.
I dare
Say there
Will be a conversation
Over our meal.
What do I feel?
Anticipation
At the thought of what I know will come?
The birds Continue to trill.
The evening will
Run
Away in laughter
And drink.
I think
On The dull thrill
Of what comes after
A passing triumph, lost in a disaster.
