A young lady named Dawn
Has most solemnly sworn,
That whilst out last night
By the moon’s bright light,
She saw a leprechaun!
—
A young lady named Dawn
Has stolen my leprechaun.
Whilst out last night
by the star’s bright light
She stole my leprechaun!
—
When a young lady named Dawn
Said, “I saw a leprechaun!”,
My friend Miss Spink
Gave me a wink,
Which displeased that young lady Dawn!
When a young lady named Claire
Remarked, “trespassers beware!”,
I said, “I beg your pardon,
But this is my garden
And I want you out of there!”.
—
When a young lady named Claire
Remarked, “all trespassers beware!”,
And I said, “I beg your pardon,
But this is my garden!”,
She tossed her long blonde hair.
On a sunny day
Ghosts hide away.
But you will, oft-times
Ghouls find
In the dark
Corners of the human mind
And the heart
Unclean, where no gleam
Of light is ever seen.
When a poetical young man named Paul
Painted a poem upon a wall,
A literary policewoman called Yvette
Said, “I very much regret
That you must go and clean that wall!”.
A talented young man named Mole,
Being possessed of a poetic soul,
Composed a poem about me
And a large bumble bee,
Or perhaps it was a foal!
You followed me into the bedroom
Bringing with you
The merest hint of perfume.
You stood there
Wholly unaware,
Chatting of what? I do not recollect.
Slim and near.
Respect for a long friendship held me
tight.
Or maybe
Fear.
I did not speak that night.
Me reading my poem ‘Under the Stars’ on Soundcloud.
I have uploaded ‘Autumn Breeze’ and ‘The Dark’ to my Soundcloud page.
I have uploaded 9 new poems to my Soundcloud page, all of which can be found below.
I write for you I hardly know.
Let it be so
Though you may go
And find
My rhyme.
But that, I do not know.
K Morris - Poet 