Young women lead men astray.
But I find writing
So much more inviting
Yet, on a hot day
A poet’s thoughts may
Turn (’tis most perverse,
To something other than verse …
A Poet’s Thoughts
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Monthly Archives: September 2020
When A Young Lady Riding A Horse
When a young lady riding a horse
Said, “you and I must quickly divorce!”.
I said, “my dear Yvette
We have only just met.
And I’m here to shoe this horse!”.
When A Young Man Along With His Spouse
When a young man along with his spouse
Said, “I’ve come to shoot all your grouse,
In this fine old dining room ,
By the light of the moon.
I kicked them both out of my house!
I Heard Leaves Fall
I heard
Leaves fall.
Then, a solitary bird
Did call,
As I stood
In Autumn’s wood.
And I did comprehend,
Beauty, and a friend.
When A Young Lady Sitting On A Cushion
When a young lady sitting on a cushion
Said, “we need to have a serious discussion”.
I said, “that’s fine.
Have some more wine.
And I will join you on your cushion!”.
Forbidden Pleasures
Dark horses.
Overstretched police forces.
Unenforceable measures.
Household’s secret pleasures.
Criminals run amok.
Police on doors knock
(Probably not),
To enforce
What,
Of course
Can not
Be enforced.
Book review – Light and Shade (Spoiler Free)
I was pleased to receive this review of my book, “Light and Shade: Serious (and Not So Serious) Poems”.
“It’s easy to write / of eternal night / and to compose / flowery verses / about one’s mortality / but many a poet curses / the reality / behind his poetry.”
- Title: Light and Shade: Serious (and Not So Serious) Poems
- Author: K. Morris
- Genre: Poetry
- Pages: 127 pages
- Publication date: June, 2020
K. Morris runs a blog that I follow all the time, so of course I had to read his book, Light and Shade: Serious (and Not So Serious) Poems. The book itself is split into two sections. The first one has serious poems that focus on love, nature, and time, while the second section has silly, humorous poems.
I didn’t expect the poems to be so relevant even though this book was recently published. Some poems were about the coronavirus and the social distancing that followed. It was interesting…
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To A Departed Dog (Dedicated To Trigger)
Sometimes I see
You in front of me,
Or imagine you at
My side. I
Go to pat
You under the table,
Where you so often sat.
I am not able.
You are not coming back.
My Poem “England On The Eve Of World War I” included in “World Poetry Peaceathon Anthology”
I am delighted to announce that my poem “England On The Eve of World War I”, has been included in “WORLD POETRY PEACEATHON : WORLD POETRY ANTHOLOGY”. Many thanks to Ariadne Sawyer and all those involved in Vancouver Co-Op Radio’s The World Poetry Reading Series.
To read a sample, or to purchase the book, please visit this link, https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B08FZWKY94.
In A Dream She Undresses
In a dream she undresses.
Gives absent caresses.
There is no right or wrong,
Just the most ancient of song.
And man’s fear of dust,
Unsatiated by lust.
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