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October 4, 2015
The right way to write
I agree with Sue. What matters is whether a book reads well not whether it is a shiny, fully polished product. Kevin
Originally posted on Daily Echo:
For a writer, the best thing in the world is to know you have been read and that what you have written has been enjoyed or has struck a chord with a reader. Most of the time, we just don’t know… a book goes out into the world and we hear very little. Sales don’t matter in that respect… you still don’t know. The odd review...
October 3, 2015
Writing
The bird he speaks to me of wasted time
of how I labour inside when the weather is fine.
The dog rolls on his back, paws in the air
For my writing he does not care.
The sky it darkens in the west.
I cease my toil, that is best.
Mountaineering
Beautiful mountains, their peaks pointing to the sky.
I would die
for the chance to climb
That track sublime.
Would that I could sally
Into the verdant valley
That nessles between
Those hills green.
Oh to drink from the life giving stream,
Which does flow
Where few may go.
I can but dream.
Revolution By A E Housman
West and away the wheels of darkness roll,
Day’s beamy banner up the east is borne,
Spectres and fears, the nightmare and her foal,
Drown in the golden deluge of the morn.
But over sea and continent from sight
Safe to the Indies has the earth conveyed
The vast and moon-eclipsing cone of night,
Her towering foolscap of eternal shade.
See, in mid heaven the sun is mounted; hark,
The belfries tingle to the noonday chime.
‘Tis silent, and the subterranean dark
Has crossed the nadir, and begins to...
October 2015
A weak sun.
Day is almost done.
We have had our fun.
Soon the dark will come.
October 1, 2015
Looking Inside
Don’t look into another’s mind
For you may find
A fiend
Who stalks your dream.
You may discern a hole
Where the soul
Should be.
Perhaps it is better you can not see.
Do you possess the art
To look into your own heart?
To confront the demons who scheme
And haunt your dream?
The countenance pleasant may seem
But what goes on behind the screen?
Cold
This is powerful writing. The reference to the ledge speaks to me of thoughts of suicide as does that to the 22nd floor but that is merely my interpretation. Kevin
Originally posted on Behind the White Coat:
I stare at your sleeping form on the bed, your head hidden by the linens and the multitude of fluffy hotel pillows.
You cried out my name but no one heard.
The cold window ledge brought out the goose flesh on my naked skin. I shiver involuntarily. I could go get a...
Riding
Her leather jacket.
Can she hack it?
Pack it
in
that leads to sin.
A riding crop.
Will he stop?
The horse
May run his course.
Force of circumstance
Or chance
Sees matters advance.
Her mount strides
but who rides
whom
as they canter through the gloom?
September 30, 2015
A 4 Star Review Of My Book “The Girl Who Wasn’t There And Other Poems”
Thank you to Kevin Cooper for reviewing my recently released collection of poetry, “The Girl Who Wasn’t There And Other Poems”. For the review please visit the following link, (http://kevs-domain.net/2015/09/30/the-girl-who-wasnt-there-by-kevin-morris/).
5 Star Treatment Of My Book “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose”
Many thanks to Sally Cronin for featuring my book, “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose” on her blog. For Sally’s 5 Star Treatment of “Dalliance” please visit the following link, https://smorgasbordinvitation.wordpress.com/2015/09/30/five-star-review-dalliance-by-kevin-morris/.
Kevin
