There was a young lady called Lou
Who, due to feeling blue,
Went on a roller coaster
With her brand new toaster,
And a pig whose snout was blue!
There Was A Young Lady Called Lou
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Monthly Archives: April 2019
Bud
Sometimes I would
That the bud
Could stay
That way.
In spring
Birds sing
And buds, for an hour,
Flower.
Coconut Oil
You, so slim
And supple,
Caused me to forget
My regret
And toil
In your soft brown skin,
And coconut oil.
A couple
For the night.
With the morning light
I was left, bereft
With the fading excite
Of the scent of coconut oil
From your brown girl skin,
Permeating the sheet
Where 2 strangers did, for a moment, meet.
There Once Was A Sad Old Clown
There once was a sad old clown
Who made the people frown.
His act was so bad
That it drove them all mad,
So they drummed him out of town!
Girls in Unsuitable Shoes
Men their hearts lose
To girls in unsuitable shoes.
Fire will always burn.
No lessons are learned
While the world, unconcerned
On it’s axis continues to turn.
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I owe a debt to Kiplings’s “The Gods of The Copybook Headings” for line 3 of the poem:
“As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn,
The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!”.
http://www.kiplingsociety.co.uk/poems_copybook.htm
A poetic sensation is on its way!
As a poet, I am constantly looking for new and inovative ways to promote my work. To date I have distributed business cards, given poetry readings, been featured on Vancouver Co-Op Radio’s The World Poetry Reading Series and, of course posted here on kmorrispoet.com.
It struck me recently that what is lacking is the creation of a great sensation as a means of bringing my work to the attention of a wider audience. Consequently I have determined, on 1 April, to parade around the city of London dressed in a yellow polka dot bikini. The dots will, of course spell out an as yet unpublished poem. I feel sure that as I stroll around Trafalgar Square, London’s Oxford Street and other such hives of activity, that both I and my poems will attract great attention. My hope is that not only will tourists take photographs but that I will, with luck make the national news, perhaps even elbowing Brexit to the margins of media coverage!
I can not, however claim that this idea is entirely my own. In fact it came to me when viewing this video on Youtube. However I, unlike the young lady featured below, will not be shy as I parade around the great metropolis of London!
K Morris - Poet 