K. Morris's Blog, page 86

Lone Thoughts

Standing at my bedroom window.

A couple laugh

Somewhere below

And an owl cries nearby.

Summer passes.

The owl’s cry

Is my company.

Schooner

There once was a beautiful young perfumer

Who went to sea in a schooner.

I am sad to say

That she sank near Bombay,

And I wept over my poor schooner.

The Scales of Justice

The scales of justice

Weigh right and wrong.

But, when unjust men

Sail away in death

‘Ere her scales

Have time to weigh,

What can

Justice say?

For the man

Has gone beyond

Our human

Right and wrong.

 

Lou and Her Movie

When a naughty young lady Known as Lou

Decided to star in a movie most blue,

Me and Fred

Painted her red.

As for Lou, she painted us 2 blue!

A Review of My Recently Released Poetry Collection, My Friend’s Robot Girlfriend and Other Humorous Verses

I was pleased to receive the below review of my recently published collection, My Friend’s Robot Girlfriend and Other Humorous Verses:

 

“Regardless of the theme of the collection, I find it’s always the case when you read collections of poetry or stories that some will be more to your liking than others, even when you feel like it was an enjoyable collection overall. Especially when it comes to poetry, which tends to be designed to be open to interpretation. This collection of poetry is a perfe...

Everyone Knows

Writers are frequently told that they should (or should not) express themselves in a given way. This poem of mine, composed some years back, is by way of a response to such people.

K Morris - Poet

Everyone knows, that the first man to liken a maiden to a rose
Was a poet (at least it is often contended so),
But the critics then go
On to say that those
Who continue to use such metaphor
Are second-rate, as it has all been said before

But has not the rhymer written about everything under the sun?...

Maiden

Stripping the maiden bare

I leave her.

In my living room.

No sweet scent

For me to repent

Just a frame

Of steel

And plastic,

A bachelor maintains

For drying clothes.

Burning the Candle at Both Ends

When I said to my dear friends,

“I’ve burned the candle at both ends,

By drinking and sinning

With beautiful young women!”.

They said, “that Kevin! He always pretends!”.

Cat

“I’m a cat girl” she said.

Cats enter bed

Where they purr

And sometimes they scratch and bite.

I wonder, on this summer night

Does she delight

With purrs

And bites.

A Young Barmaid Who Works in the Grouse

A young barmaid who works in the Grouse

Likes to give me one on the house.

Her name is Miss Spink,

And she likes a drink,

And to give me one on the house!