K. Morris's Blog, page 34

Innocence Lost

There can be no denial

That when some men see innocence

It attracts and distracts them.

They smile, planning how to defile

That which they once had

As a lad

Ere the world corrupted them

And reduced them

To shadows of good men.

Happy New Year!

A very happy new year to all of my readers. I hope that 2025 is a good year for you all.

 

Best wishes. Kevin

I Am Alive

I am alive and thrive.

While the wind

Like a living thing

Gusts. Blowing leaves and dust.

When Seagulls Cry

When seagulls cry I

Feel the emptiness of eternity

In me.

I can not hide

From the all conquering sea.

Miss Louisa

A young lady whose name is Miss Louisa

Said we should all go and please her.

We put pepper on her knees

Which caused that girl to sneeze,

As we all loved to tease Miss Louisa!

Unwritten

A poet on his way

On a misty day

Across a road in Britain.

A poem goes unwritten.

Failure?

We passed by a tree

Brought down by the gale.

While others momentarily  stood

In the ancient wood.

All things fail

And birds, unaware

Sing on with no care

For fallen trees or poetry.

Strong Beer

When a young lady drinking very strong beer

Said, “my name it is really Miss Ria”.

A drunk little monk

Said, “I’m a hunk!”.

And they married in a brewery quite near!

High-Heels

When a young lady wearing high-heels

Said, “you don’t know how it feels

To be stared at all day!”,

They said to her, “dear Fay,

Perhaps you should wear more than high-heels …!”.

At Christmastime

At Christmastime we drink wine

To excess and dress

The tree in her finery.

But old Father Time

Has no liking for wine

And watches us all

From high on the wall.