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Reread, Reread And Reread Again

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You have spent eons polishing that poem. Read it through until the words swim like spectres before your eyes and, finally, being satisfied with the results of your labour pressed publish. What a feeling of satisfaction at a job well done flows through one when one’s perfectly crafted words our out there for the great reading public to pour over. A few days later you sit down and reread your pearls of wisdom. Oops your writing which seemed to constitute perfection personified...

Visiting the Zoo

Visiting this zoo
I wander through
This ordered place,
Where every wild trace
Is prettily boxed and tied
For the public to see.
A tiger looked at me,
Sighed
And thought of his tea …

There Was An Old Reactionary Called Paul

There was an old reactionary called Paul
Who said “I shall forestall
The coming age”,
So, in rage
He built a very high wall!

When A Monster Dies

When a monster dies
Someone cries,
For they know only part
Of the monster’s heart.

What poem speaks to you?

As with the author of this post, many poems speak to me. However, among my favourite poems is Ernest Christopher Dowson’s “They Are Not Long” which runs thus”:
“They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
   Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us after
   We pass the gate.

They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
    Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
   Within a dream”.

My thoughts on a page.

What is your favourite poem? When someo...

There Was A Young Lady Called Sky

There was a young lady called Sky
Who stood at six feet high.
When she removed her high heeled shoes,
Six inches she did lose,
Which made her boyfriend cry.

“The Poet Speaks: Kevin Morris Reads A Sellection Of His Poetry”, A Review By Victoria Zigler

I was pleased to receive the following review in respect of the CD of me reading my poetry, “The Poet Speaks: Kevin Morris Reads A Sellection Of His Poetry”:

“I’ve read a lot of Kevin Morris’ poems, and enjoyed them; Kevin’s poems are often extremely thought-provoking. Hearing him read some of his poems out loud helps to bring them to life in a way reading them myself can’t do. In short, this is a great collection of poetry, which the author reads beautifully, and which is an absolute pleasur...

There Was A Young Boy Called Ed (a limerick for children)

There was a young boy called Ed
Who wrote a story about his ted.
His mother did remark,
“It is getting dark,
And you and ted must go to bed!”

(Ted or teddy, is frequently used as a shortened form of teddy bear, particularly by young children).

New Series – Smorgasbord Book Promotion – Air Your Reviews – Kevin Morris, D.G.Kaye and Tina Frisco

Many thanks to Sally for featuring a recent review of my collection of poetry “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind” on her blog. Kevin

Smorgasbord - Variety is the spice of life

I know that most of the book promotions are centred around the Cafe and Bookstore but I wanted to do a series that all authors can participate in even if they are not on the shelves. I have been putting book reviews into the Blogger Daily but find that there is more than enough to warrant a separate series.

This week I...

Commute

The sun shonne this evening as I strolled from my office in Whitehall to Embankment tube.
The roads seemed empty apart from the presence of police vehicles, who’s sirens joined with the noise of the helicopter to disturb the tranquillity of the evening.
No one appeared to be manning the “Evening Standard” stall outside Embankment station, which seemed odd given the events of the day.
“Watch out for card clash”, the automated announcement said as we commuters filed along, in a more or less ord...