When a young lady said, “come May
All young lovers they dance and play”.
I said, “my dear,
The Autumn draws near.
And my hair has turned quite grey!”.
In May
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Monthly Archives: July 2020
Monk And His Skunk
There once was a poet named Monk
Who owned a most disreputable old skunk.
His verse being real bad
It drove the skunk mad.
And Monk he was always half-drunk!
Sleep Paralysis
I drink
My wine
And think
Of sleep paralysis.
Then, walking home alone,
I think,
On the wisdom
Of going to bed.
A Young Lady Wearing Tight Shoes
When a young lady wearing tight shoes
Said, “I shall tell you my views
On the subject of politics,
And dogs who chase sticks.”
I said, “just pass me the booze!”.
A Young Lady Wearing Very Tight Shoes
A young lady wearing very tight shoes
Said, “I shall tell you my views
On the subject of politics,
And dogs who chase sticks.
But first, I must change these shoes!”.
There Once Was A Man Named Ray
There once was a man named Ray
Who composed a poem once a day.
A young lady called Rose
Said, “that’s nought but prose.
And your hair has turned quite grey!”.
A Poem From My “Selected Poems”
The traffic noise momentarily fades.
No words,
Just the singing of birds,
And a yearning for woodland glades.
(“Indefinable” can be found in my Selected Poems”, which is available here:
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07WW8WXPP/ (for the UK), and here https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07WW8WXPP/. (for amazon.com customers).
Fine Rain
I get wet
By this fine
Rain.
Yet,
I do not regret
For the divine
Is in the rain.
I shall get wet
Again
For when
Death does steal
Me away.
I regret
That I shall no longer feel,
The joy of a rainy day.
All Poemed Out
When a young man named Prout
Said, “you are all poemed out!”.
I gave him a poke
And said, “sir, you joke!”.
And then I kicked Prout out!
A Young Lady Walking In A beautiful Wood
a young lady walking in a beautiful wood
Said, “sir, I am known for being good.
My name is miss Bess
And I’ve lost my dress.
Have you found it here in this wood?”.
K Morris - Poet 