Walking through the churchyard,
In the autumn dark
I missed your cry.
But you wait, somewhere
For those who dare,
(And those who dare not)
Think on the graveyard plot.
Walking Through the Churchyard, in the Autumn Dark
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Monthly Archives: September 2021
Let That Whip Go Crack!
When an elderly gentleman named Jack
Said, “let that whip go crack!”,
A young lady called Pearl
Said, “I’m a gentle girl.
Wouldn’t you prefer a little smack!”.
A Young Lady Who Dresses in Pink
A young lady who dresses in pink
Is known for her most peculiar kink.
Her name is Miss Hocking
And she’s really quite shocking,
So I always give her a wink!
When a Young Lady Drinking Strong Booze
When a young lady drinking strong booze
Lost more than her stockings and shoes,
Priggish Miss Coral
Called her immoral.
And I returned those stockings and shoes …
Young Women’s Feet
Young women’s feet
Kick autumn leaves.
Time deceives
Not. clocks
Do stop.
And once green leaves
Must turn to dust.
DELIGHTED TO ANNOUNCE – Free Verse Revolution Hearth and Home
I am delighted to announce that Issue III is out now. I am also delighted to announce that my poem “Remember Me” is included. Here is the link:
https://freeverserevolution.com/2021/09/25/issue-iii-released/
Poet Kevin Morris Reading His Poem Blackbird on Youtube
Yesterday, I recorded my poem Blackbird on youtube,
The poem came to me as I sat in my mum’s kitchen/dining area in Liverpool. The big clock on the wall ticked away the seconds whilst, in the garden I could hear the song of a blackbird.
Poet Kevin Morris Reading His Poem Leaving On Youtube
Earlier today, I recorded my poem Leaving on Youtube. To watch and listen to me reading Leaving please see below:
September Author Newsletter
My September Author Newsletter is now available and can be found here. In this issue you will find my poem ‘Squire and Peasant’, an article on the use of Microsoft Teams for poetry readings, together with other content.
Please click here to visit the newsletter.
Grub
When an elderly gentleman named Grub
Went and died in a gastropub,
A chef called Miss Lou
Put him in a stew
And served him up as grub!
K Morris - Poet 