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Great Feedback On My “Selected Poems”

I was delighted to receive the following email earlier today:

“Dear Mr Morris,
I am writing to tell you that your poems in “The Collected Poems of K Morris” that you gave me on the train on my way to college are exceptional. You might not remember me but I am the girl doing politics and history that you met on the train and gifted your amazing book to. I have always been interested in writing poems and therefore you have really inspired me to carry on my interest and write some poems of my own. I would really like to thank you for gifting me your book and inspiring me to continue writing”.

The Selected Poems of K. Morris

“The Selected Poems of K Morris” can be found here https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07WW8WXPP/ (for the UK), and here https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07WW8WXPP/. (for amazon.com customers).

(Please note, I have not included the young lady’s name in order to protect her privacy).

A Young Lady of Pleasure

I know a young lady of pleasure
Who says her name it is Heather.
I was warned by mum
To avoid the hot sun,
But she didn’t say anything about Heather …!

I Recall Honeysuckle on a Wall

I recall honeysuckle on a wall
And the scent of Grandfather’s roses.
The poet composes
A rhyme
To Time
Who ends all.

I Once Had a Lover Named Glover

I once had a lover named Glover
Who said she would have no other.
But I caught her with Moriah
And the entire male voice choir,
And a vicar who knows my mother!

Lou Who Composed a Poem About Her Shoe

There once was a girl named Lou
Who composed a poem about her shoe.
But as it didn’t quite fit
They said, “change it a bit”.
So Lou changed her poem and shoe!

Girls Splash Cheap Perfume

Girls splash cheap perfume
In a strange bathroom.
Their conversation so low
That he doesn’t know.
What they say.

And soon
Cheap perfume
Scents lonely sheets
Where strangers meet.

Sinful Lin

I know a young lady named Lin
Who is gorgeous and full of sin.
I once met the old Devil,
Who is not on the level.
But he’s got more morals than Lin!

Whips and Chains

A young lady with whips and chains
Is well known for her superior brains.
We indulge in conversation
About this great nation,
As I admire that young lady’s brains …!

The Poet

I confess
I undress
Women in my mind.
Some are true lovers
While others
I find
Are the temporary kind.

And my love and lust
Are dust.
Poets die
And leave behind
A part
Of their heart
And mind.

And readers discuss
The loves and lusts
We leave behind,
Be they real
Or the imagined kind.