A pretty young lady named Ria
Said “all men’s delights are here”.
I looked really hard
And there in her yard
I discovered a barrel of beer!
A Pretty Young Lady Named Ria
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Eighteen
“I began when I was young” she said.
“How old where you?”
(Will she tell him what is true?).
“Come to bed”
She says
Avoiding his gaze.
She removes her dress
And relieves his stress.
Its all a bit of a haze.
“Maybe sixteen when I started”.
Now, at eighteen,
She considers it obscene
That she began at such a tender age.
He can not hold her gaze
Starting Work On A New Poetry Collection
In June 2017, I published “My Old Clock I Wind And Other Poems”. My collection has received some great reviews and I am delighted that the book is available in electronic, paperback, braille and (most recently) audio format.
I have many unpublished poems lurking in various places, mainly (but not exclusively) in the My Documents folder on my trusty old laptop! The time has come to remove the virtual cobwebs, perform requisite editing and, in due course publish a further collection.
The above task will, I know be highly rewarding but also time consuming. I shall, of course keep you updated on my progress via this blog.
(“My Old Clock I Wind” is available in ebook and paperback from Moyhill Publishing, http://moyhill.com/clock/.
It can also be found in the Amazon Kindle store, https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0735JBVBG.
For the audio version please visit https://www.audible.co.uk/pd/Arts-Entertainment/My-Old-Clock-I-Wind-and-Other-Poems-Audiobook/B077VYT3X6?ref=a_a_search_c3_lProduct_1_1&pf_rd_p=c6e316b8-14da-418d-8f91-b3cad83c5183&pf_rd_r=GNF53RPHAAHBXWSFCGHP&.
For the braille edition please contact The Royal National Institute Of Blind People, quoting order number 25870603. You can call RNIB on 0303 123 9999 or visit RNIB’s Library, http://www.rniblibrary.com/iguana/www.main.cls?p=b3ba52c6-5bac-4699-afb9-0dfb99409462&v=c1f4a42f-ad5f-4c9d-bed5-105fe0d1b35f.
When entering the library, click on “Search” and enter “morris k my old clock I wind and other poems”. Hit search and my book should be displayed).
Research at University of Wales: Poets living with a sky
A chance for poets to share what inspires them about that great tent the sky.
As I mentioned in one of my earlier posts, I got an opportunity to take part in research ‘Living with a sky’ in front of St Trinity, University of Wales, where essentially we explore how contemporary humans relate to sky. I thought it was a great idea to perform part of research among poets, as the sky, cosmos, moon..have always been a source of inspiration to artists and writers. With some of you I already had a personal contact/information, but I thought of doing this as a separate post, if it needs some additional clarification. Additionally to that, this is also a perfect way for me to get back on track with businessinrhyme and wordpress.
So what is your connection to the sky? If you would like to participate in this research below are the questions. It would take you only few minutes to answer and confidentially of your data…
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There was a young lady named Joan
There was a young lady named Joan
Who felt tired with being alone.
She went out on the pull
But all the men being dull
She returned back home on her own
Trees Creak
Trees
Creak
In the breeze.
Make no mistake
Something will break
Whether it be
The tree
Or me
There was a young man named Ed
There was a young man named Ed
Who was found stone cold in bed.
When the undertaker finally came
He said “what a shame
As this man is far from dead!”.
“I must return to this rented land”
Below is a recording of me reading my poem “The Path Through The Woods”.
“The Path Through The Woods” was inspired by the many walks I have taken, in company with my guide dogs, through the woods which form part of The Lawns, parkland situated in the Upper Norwood area of south-east London http://www.parksandgardens.org/places-and-people/site/8113?preview=1.
“The Path Through The Woods” can be found in “Lost In The Labyrinth Of My Mind” which is available from Amazon and can be found here https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01AF5EPVY (US), and here https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01AF5EPVY (UK). You can also find “Lost” on Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28513305-lost-in-the-labyrinth-of-my-mind.
Oscar and Housman
Oscar turned pale
And languished in Reading Gaol
For “the love that dare not speak it’s name”.
It was society’s shame
That he found no peace
And died soon after his release.
Housman remained buttoned up
And took
Pains to hide
Inside his verse.
The poet wrote of lads dying young.
Neither he nor Oscar swung
For their “crime”,
And we are left with the rhyme
Of “The Ballad of Reading Gaol”
And a poet who hid his “curse”
Within his verse.
There was a young lady named Lin
There was a young lady named Lin
Who invited me in to sin.
I didn’t have much time
So I wrote this rhyme
About that naughty young lady named Lin!
K Morris - Poet 