Project H – IS Home Where The Heart Is?
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Monthly Archives: July 2016
There Was A Young Man Called Mark
There was a young man called Mark
Who went for a swim in the dark.
He met a shark
That night.
It gave him quite a fright
As it is against the rule
For a shark to be in a swimming pool!
There Was A Fireman Called Jim
There was a fireman called Jim
Who sang many a hymn.
He got a hose
Stuck up his nose
And that was the end of him!
Excess Heat
This excess heat
Will defeat
My erratic thought.
Me caught
Between the desire
For fire
And water.
Yet Poseidon’s daughter
Does cavort
Killing all thought.
Desire
Fire
Water
Daughter.
Forgetfulness in arms
‘Ere the alarms
Of morn
Warn
Of another sultry day
Where man must work, not play.
Writing To Forget
Writing To Forget
The beautiful woman
sat at the empty bar
lost in deep thought.
Why was she there
trying to remember
or drinking to forget
I recognize her sadness
It plagues my dark eyes
causing deepest thoughts
as I quietly pen my words.
Am I trying to remember
or am I writing to forget
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There Was A Poet Called Kevin
There was a poet called Kevin
Who said, “It being well after eleven,
‘Tis time, I think
To take a drink.
Yes that would be very heaven!
His friend made reply
With a sorrowful sigh,
“It has only just turned seven
In the morning, Kevin”!
There Was A Young Lady Called Flow
There was a young lady called flow
Who said,”you reap what you so”.
She made a dress,
Her friends to impress,
Then found she had nowhere to go!
The Camera Never Lies …
A photograph says
He who sends pays.
A photograph implies
He who attaches does not lie.
A photograph states this is me
And not some other he.
A photograph says all that you need to know is here,
You need not fear.
A photograph says
There are many ways
To skin a cat
And I will eat my hat
If the camera never lies.
“Whose eyes
Are those?”
“Only heaven knows”.
There Was A Young Lady Called Claire
There was a young lady called Claire
Who liked to go here and there,
By train or bus.
Oh how the officials did fuss
As she never paid her fare!
What is Poetry
A powerful cry from the heart by Jason. Kevin
K Morris - Poet 