K. Morris's Blog, page 88
June 11, 2023
A Rake Ponders on His Mortality
Will I die,
Like a drunken fool
Falling off a bar stool?
Or will I
Be found dead in bed
In an empty room
Where cheap perfume
Lingers on stiffening fingers?
Will I die
As an old rake
Who did partake
In fleeting play?
There is no bliss
In death’s hard kiss,
Merely clay
Where rake and saint
Together stay.
June 10, 2023
Lou Who Dressed in 1 Shoe
There was a young lady named Lou
Who walked around dressed in 1 shoe.
When a girl called Rose
Said, “put on some clothes!”,
Lou said, “I’m dressed in this shoe!”.
The Wicked Cat
I once met a wicked cat
Who attacked me with a bat.
When I said, “Percy!
Show me some mercy!”,
He laughed and raised that bat!
Here’s the Reality Check For Writers
Fortunately, I have a full-time job which pays the bills. Poetry does not, I believe pay the bills for the overwhelming majority of those engaged in composing it. Ultimately I write for the love of writing. I am also delighted when readers tell me how my work touched them.
According to Forbes there are between 600 thousand and a million books published each year and roughly half are self-published. The average number of sales per volume is less than 250.
That’s not encouraging....
June 8, 2023
When Naughty Miss White and Miss Winning
When naughty Miss White and Miss Winning
Came round to mine for some sinning,
We got covered in cake
While a vicar named Lake
Condemned us for all of our sinning!
June 7, 2023
Cracked Glass
When the mirror finally breaks
There will be no lakes
Of pointless tears,
Just wasted years,
Reflected straight back
In shards of broken glass.
June 6, 2023
A Grave Situation
When a man whose name was Dave
Said, “I’ll sleep in this ’ere grave”,
A ghost called Clair
Said, “that isn’t fair!
I’d like some privacy in my grave!”.
June 4, 2023
Hot
When a young lady smoking some Pot
Said, “do you think that I’m hot?”,
They Said to her, “Moriah!
You’ve just started a fire!
You need to stop dropping that Pot!”.
June 3, 2023
Dave’s Rave
There was a young man named Dave
Who attended a very large rave,
Where a girl with a beard
Said, “some say that I’m weird,
But I really don’t like to shave!”.
Bliss
“Would you like to,
Again? before I go …?”
Her kiss!
Her hands!
His momentary bliss.
Time never stands
Still. Goodbyes are spoken
And banks open.
