“Can you hear the birds?” she said
As we lay
In bed.
I pondered on our play
Of yesterday,
And On is and ought.
And on how she
And me
Have more in common than I thought.
“Can You Hear The Birds?” She Said
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Monthly Archives: February 2019
A Young Lady Who Is Divine
A young lady who is divine
Invited me out to dine.
But a waiter named Jim
Said, “that’s my girlfriend Kim”!
So I smiled and ordered the wine.
When A Young Man Whose Name Is Moore
When a young man whose name is Moore
Called me a crushing bore,
I spoke of pink plastic ducks
And multicoloured rubber hooks,
But first I locked the door!
A Review of My book, “The Writer’s Pen and Other Poems” of
I was delighted to receive a review, on Ink Pantry of my book, “The Writer’s Pen and Other Poems”.
For the review please follow this link, http://www.inkpantry.com/books-from-the-pantry-the-writers-pen-and-other-poems-by-kevin-morris-reviewed-by-giles-l-turnbull/
Kevin
There Was A Young Man Named Moore
There was a young man named Moore
Who had lovers by the score.
But his wife Jane
Began to complain,
So he cut them down to 4!
ICE CAPS ARE MELTING
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Ice Caps Are Melting
Faster Than We Thought
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Counting Sheep
When he asked her to dress that way,
There was nothing to say
Other than for her
To concur
With his wish,
For a man must have his favourite dish.
Did she care
About what she had to do?
The high-heel shoe
She already had, and the short dress
To. Although I must confess
That I know not
What she thought. But, at any rate
Her recompense
Was great
Redress for any sense
That she was being abused
(And girls choose
To wear such shoes
Do they not)?
And his expense
Was huge.
As for the aftermath,
She took a bath,
While prior to sleep
He counted sheep
No Alarm
This poem can be found in my collection, “Refractions”, which is available in the Amazon Kindle store.
Reaching for the alarm that wakes
He takes
A step into the unknown.
Breakfast will, he thinks, Be followed by leaving home
For work.
No sudden jerk
Of fear,
Just the passing thought, death is always near
And one day all will
Be still
Its True That Double Beds Are Made For 2
Its true
That double beds are made for 2
But when tea
Turns into wine
3 can be divine.
Or so I understand
From a girl named Bland,
Who says that she
Can introduce me …
There Was A Young Man Named Glover
There was a young man named Glover
Who fell in love with a plover.
But when his love was unrequited
With a flighty young woman he united,
Which didn’t please his mother!
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There was a young man named Glover
Who fell in love with a plover.
But when his love was unrequited
With a flighty young woman he united,
That foolish young man named Glover!
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