K. Morris's Blog, page 478

Ought

Ought
I to consort
With the hot
Thought?
Perhaps not
But there is no harm
In a thought …

The charm
Of her
Bare
Arm …
A mere thought.
Ought I?
Ought I not?
On this hot
Day.

The way
Is full of roses, and who will roses spurn
But roses to weeds may turn
And the heart is ofte times torn
By many a lethal thorn.

Grime Music Star Stormzy To Help Young Writers Get Published

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The Grime music star, Stormzy, has launched his own publishing brand, Murky Books, in collaboration with Penguin.[image error]

The aim of Murky Books is to help young writers to get published in a variety of genres, fiction, sci-fi and poetry.

To find out more please visit this link, https://news.sky.com/story/stormzy-to-help-young-writers-become-published-authors-with-penguin-11427689

Lucifer Came

Lucifer came for a potentate bold.

He said “you have had power and wealth untold,

Now you must render me your immortal soul”.

The potentate sighed,

And made reply,

“My soul it died,

you will find nothing inside.

It perished long ago,

And vanished like the summer snow.

Once I had ideals,

and yearned to build utopia in green fields.

I have waded in much blood,

And sacrificed the weak for the common good.

My soul you had long ago.

I take your hand,

Now let us go”.

—

When writing the above poem,...

An Elderly Squire Called Guy

An elderly squire called Guy
Held Tory views most high.
He lived in the countryside,
Opposed democracy’s rising tide
And shot all the birds that fly!

There Was A Young Lady Called Lin

There was a young lady called Lin
Who was wholly free of sin.
I knew her well
And strange to tell
I could never make her sin!

There Was A Young Man Called Mick

There was a young man called Mick
Who carried a very big stick.
At dead of night
We had a fight
And Mick he lost his stick!

There was a young man called Mick
Who carried a very big stick.
A policewoman named Jane
Said “It gives me great pain
To confiscate that stick!”.

As I Grow Older

As I grow older
Father Time
Taps me on my shoulder
With his scythe
And says “this rhyme
May survive,
Or perchance another one
After you are gone”.

A new poetry book and a lovely poem by Balroop Singh

Robbie's inspiration

Michael and I are very excited to have Balroop Singh visiting us today to talk about her lovely new poetry book, Timeless Echoes, and share one of her delightful poems.

The blurb

Certain desires and thoughts remain within our heart, we can’t express them, we wait for the right time, which never comes till they make inroads out of our most guarded fortresses to spill on to the pages of our choice. This collection is an echo of that love, which remained obscure, those yea...

There Was A Young Lady Called Ling

There was a young lady called Ling
With whom I had a fling.
My girlfriend Kate
Joined our date
In the midst of the budding spring.

There was a young lady called Ling
With whom I had a fling.
My girlfriend Kate
Whacked me with a plate.
Oh love, tis a painful thing!

the 4th of July Is …

4 July is, of course best known for being American Independence Day. But enough of such trivia, for any school child can inform you that today is the day when America broke away from the United Kingdom!

Of far more importance to me than the above, is the fact that, on 4 July 2011, I became the proud owner of my 4th guide dog, Trigger, a beautiful brindle Labrador/retriever cross. Trigger goes everywhere with me, whether that be into restaurants, the office or the pub. I hasten to add that, in...