Music for a dying
Civilisation followed me along London’s Victoria Street.
Then, lost amidst a myriad hurrying feet,
It’s sighing,
Gradually died away.
A Poem from “The Selected Poems of K Morris”
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Monthly Archives: June 2020
As I Ascended the Winding Stair
As I ascended the winding stair
I met with my mistress Claire.
Who said, with a frown,
“Your old wife,Mrs Brown,
Just gave me a terrible glare!”.
Fallen Blossom
I pass
Fallen blossom
On the path.
I had almost forgotten
That summer is here.
The fallen blossom
Is dear
To the tree,
But is soon forgotten
By you, and me.
Passion Killer
Couples in the USA are being advised to wear masks to protect against the transmission of COVID-19 if they have sex. The lunatics are, I think finally taking over the asylum, (see https://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-8384891/Couples-arent-quarantining-avoid-kissing-wear-FACE-MASKS-says-study.html).
The above advice sparked the below poem:
How to kill passion.
First, fashion
A mask.
This is a simple task
For some.
A few
May have fun
Its true,
By which I mean
Those who are into the fetish scene!
Doctors say, that, “if you absolutely must
Indulge your lust,
Then wear a mask, for ’twill protect you,
From your lover true”.
It must be said
That romance is dead.
Forget the condom.
Its a mask you should have on!.
My Poem “An Autumn Bird” Included on Dodo Modern Vidpoets
I was pleased to have my poem “An Autumn Bird”, included on Dodo Modern Vidpoets, (please see http://dodovidpoets.blogspot.com/2020/05/blog-post.html).
“An Autumn Bird” is poem 13, and can be found under the heading of Poems on the Page.
Kevin
A Profession as Old as Humankind
Whilst looking through my blog’s archives, I came across 2 posts on the theme of sex work. The first is a link to me reading my poem “The Professional Escort, whilst the second is a review of “Lucky Girl”, a book by former professional escort Violet Ivy.
You can find my poem “The High Class Escort” here, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NmVdogOUwFQ&feature=emb_title.
My review of Violet Ivy’s “Lucky Girl” is accessible here, https://kmorrispoet.com/2013/07/01/book-review-lucky-girl-how-i-survived-the-sex-industry-by-violet-ivy/.
For anyone interested in the ethics of sex work/prostitution, you can find my review of “Being and Being Bought” here, https://kmorrispoet.com/2018/10/19/being-and-being-bought-prostitution-surrogacy-and-the-split-self-by-kajsa-ekis-ekman-book-review/. The book is written by a left-wing feminist and describes prostitution as exploitation of women by men. In it the author calls for the world to adopt the Swedish law under which those who pay for sex are criminalised.
There is, of course an alternative perspective to that expounded in “Being and Being Bought”, which consists of the argument that sex work/prostitution should be decriminalised. See, for example the website of The English Collective of Prostitutes, https://prostitutescollective.net/.
Kevin
A Poet’s Broken Heart
There once was a poet named Gus
Who said, “we have much to discuss
Of literature and art,
And my broken heart”.
But his lover said, “Gus, don’t fuss!”.
Resistance to Social Distance
When ants in a young lady’s kitchen
Showed a complete disregard for social distance,
A lover who was visiting her there
Said, “my dearest darling Claire,
I confess that I’m itching
To report those ants in your kitchen
For demonstrating resistance
To social distance!”.
Dog and Man
I see the sky
And ponder on biology
And culture, that maketh me.
Or am
I part
Of some great plan
For man?
My dog has a heart
Full of love for me.
He is biology
(As I am),
But is he part
Of some inscrutable plan
For dog and man?
I am told
That my dog has no soul,
Yet he is more loving than
Many a man.
Or is it art
That separates dog from man?
Perhaps we are part
Of some god’s great plan.
In the end
My old friend,
I think there is just
The great sky above,
And dust,
and love.
Vampire Humour
Some vampire humour
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