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Invitation to join poet Kevin Morris for an online poetry reading, at 8 pm (UK time) on Wednesday 9 April

Just a reminder for anyone who is free and interested, that I shall be doing a poetry reading on Zoom this evening, at 8 PM (UK Time). For details please see the original post below. To clarify, the event did not take place yesterday evening (Wednesday 8 April), but will happen at 8 pm this evening. Apologies for any confusion caused. Kevin

K Morris - Poet

For a while now, I have been mulling over the idea of doing a poetry reading. My original intention was that this would be an event held...

Strolling Through the Graveyard in Early April

Strolling through the graveyard in early April,
I enjoy the warm sunshine.
I am not sure of the divine.
Still,
A man may take pleasure
Whilst not knowing whether
Mother Nature, or the Creator
Causes the sun to shine.

Both are divine.
And a minuscule
Virus does wait,
Unseen by the eyes,
To seal the fate
Of the fool
And the wise,
For it does not discriminate.

An Opportunity for Poets to Have their Work Aired

I have received the below notification regarding an opportunity for poets to have their work aired:

Dear friends and fellow poets,

We are sending you all our very best wishes for your good health and continued safety and would like to invite you to join in a brand new adventure while
all of us are in confinement of one kind or another.

We have had the following interesting idea shared with us and we want to invite you all to contribute.  

If you have written, or would like to write, about...

The Artist

Kisses in springtime
Make for rhyme.
Flowers open.
The unspoken
Word, is heard
In the heart
Of the artist
Who does capture,
In his art
The rapture
Of a girl kissed
By an old reprobate.
The portrait
Is his
At any rate.

Missing the Point

When a beautiful young artist
Said, you are extremely drunk,
I said, youve crossed a line,
And what you say doesnt rhyme.
In fact the point youve missed!.

A Young Lady Named Lou

A young lady named Lou
Will only entertain the number 2.
Whilst her boyfriend called Lee
Dreams of the figure 3.
And Sue, she thinks of Lou!

Saddles

Heels and sin
She is to him.
He paddles
Without saddles.
And cares not
For what
May be,
For he
Is in his stride
And can not
See
Beyond the pond,
Where those who ride
In waters hot
Oft times find
They lose their mind,
In a momentary desire
To play with fire.
And the cost of lust,
Is dust.

Whilst Consulting The World Map

Whilst consulting the world map
I suffered a great mishap.
I spilt my wine
Along a sensative line,
Which caused a diplomatic spat!

Daisies

The daisies remain,
Although not the same
As those I saw
Carpetting Natures floor,
When, as a child
I ran wild
And free.

I can almost see
The Daisy Chain,I made from natures great store.
Better to have left them on her green floor.
As it is much easier to disrupt than construct.

And the chain I composed
On the school playing field
Did yield
To time.
Am I arrogant to suppose
That this little rhyme
May outlast the brief hour
Of a daisy flower?

A Young Lady Named Pam

A young lady named Pam
Performs for gentlemen on webcam.
Each day at 3
She reads her poetry,
And then she performs on cam!