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December 20, 2016

There Was A Young Man Called Mitch

There was a young man called Mitch
Who married a beautiful witch.
They where happy together,
Whatever the weather
And she owned a cat called Stich.

There was a young man called Mitch
Who married a very old witch.
She gave him a love potion,
Which caused quite a commotion
As it really made him itch!


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Published on December 20, 2016 23:14

Dream

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Once, as a child I grasped a thing in dream.
It did seem
That if I held it tight
This object of delight
Could be retained beyond the night.

On awaking, I put away my dream in a drawer
And can find it no more.
Where it did go
I do not know.
Yet I think of it from time to time
And lose myself in rhyme.

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Published on December 20, 2016 22:48

A Short Analysis of Thomas Hardy’s ‘The Oxen’

I would go along with Hardy “hoping it might be so”.

Interesting Literature

A critical reading of Hardy’s celebrated Christmas poem

‘The Oxen’ was published on Christmas Eve 1915 in The Times. It is one of Thomas Hardy’s best-loved poems, often anthologised. Below is ‘The Oxen’ with a few words of analysis.

The Oxen

Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.
‘Now they are all on their knees,’
An elder said as we sat in a flock
By the embers in hearthside ease.

We pictured the meek mild creatures...

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Published on December 20, 2016 22:41

Where Do We Go?

Where do we go, when we die?
Who knows? Not I.
Flies our soul, unto the sky?
Who knows, not I.


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Published on December 20, 2016 13:48

My Youtube Channel

I have added a new page, linking to my Youtube channel, which contains videos of me reading my poetry (https://newauthoronline.com/my-youtube/). Please feel free to visit and share any of my videos, using the sharing buttons provided by Youtube.

Kevin


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Published on December 20, 2016 03:57

December 19, 2016

There Was A Young Man Called Mitch

There was a young man called Mitch
Who said he would die in a ditch
To defend what he had”.
Then he looked sad,
For you see, he wasn’t very rich.


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Published on December 19, 2016 04:50

December 18, 2016

Do you think blogging hurts or helps your writing?

A question which exercises my mind from time to time. As a poet, most of the posts on this site are poems, therefore I dont see a conflict between the energy I employ blogging and that utilised writing. On occasions I feel that more posts on matters other than my poems should appear here, however where I to spend time penning non-poetic pieces my poetry would, I believe suffer, consequently I will continue to post primarily poetry here. Kevin

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For me, the answer is both.

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Published on December 18, 2016 22:32

Does He Care?

Stillettos encase neat
Little feet.
Bare
Perfectly toned legs invite
And excite.
Mutual delight
They may find,
To temporarily bind
Them together, but does he care
To probe what is in there?

No, not that obvious place,
The space
Where many a man will
Thrill,
Spill
Then go.
No, I mean her brain
That does contain
The whole girl.
The Whirl
Of loves, thoughts and emotion,
The vast ocean
Of her soul.


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Published on December 18, 2016 03:32

HOW TO – Get and Do Radio Interviews – Guest Post by Author/Poet Kevin Morris…

Many thanks to Chris Graham (AKA the Story Reading Ape) for publishing my guest post about how to obtain and do a radio interview.

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I have (as of 10 December 2016) been interviewed 3 times (twice on Croydon Radio, and once on Blog Talk Radio. In addition one of my poems, “My Old Clock I wind” has been read on Vancouver Co-op Radio.)

Having appeared several times on various stations, I th...

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Published on December 18, 2016 00:04

December 17, 2016

Hair Cut

There are those who sneer
At what we have here
In the UK.
They have nothing good to say
About our democracy
And argue that we are not truly free.

I met a man today
Who did say
How he is a Kurd from Iraq.
He came hear to escape the fear
Of attack
By Saddam’s poison gas.

Just a gentle man cutting my hair
And people dare
To say to me
That the English are not free.


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Published on December 17, 2016 07:25