Monthly Archives: December 2022

Doppelganger

There is a young lady named White

Who is known as the gentlemen’s delight.

She works in a club

With that gorgeous Miss Grub

And my doppelganger was there last night …!

There Once Was a Most Wicked Old Cat

There once was a most wicked old cat

Who ate many a fine gentleman’s top hat.

He lived in a house

With a very bad mouse,

And a rat who was known as Matt!

On this Cold December Evening

On this cold December Evening

My thoughts turn to leaving.

Though I can not fight

The inevitable night

I can write,

Which gives me some pleasure

In this passing weather.

And words may dance on

When poets are gone.

There is Still Snow (Revised Poem)

Below is a slight rewrite of my poem “There is Still Snow:

 

There is still snow

And ice

In the churchyard nearby.

But below

There are no sighs

As vice

And virtue lie

Under December skies.

 

You can find the original version here https://kmorrispoet.com/2022/12/17/there-is-still-snow/

 

The Memory Remains

The memory remains

Of cold flames

And skin

Against skin.

I may have learned

Her real name

But my memory retains

Rough carpet burns

And a skirt

So short,

That,  on first look

I mistook

It for a belt.

No lover was spurned.

She never returned.

When a Young Lady Known as Prism

When a young lady known as Prism

Said, “the sun he has just risen”.

And they said, “Claire!

Beware of that bear!”,

She said, “my name it is Prism!”.

There is Still Snow

There is still snow

And ice

In the churchyard nearby.

But below

There is know sigh

As vice

And virtue lie

Under December sky.

On the Periphery

Me, on the periphery

Engaging in desultory

Conversation with the barman.

As they sing karaoke.

 

 

I say goodnight

To the lone barman.

Momentarily partake

Of the firelight,

Then forsake

It for the night.

Shopping

This poem first appeared on my blog some years back and is reproduced below in amended form:

 

 

Whilst out shopping

I see girl’s shoes

And lose

Myself in a shocking

Thought, of stilettos bought

By young women who,

At night

Bring delight

With loss of shoe

And stocking.

But I have shopping

Still to do!

 

The Dangers of Sinning

When a pretty young lady named Miss Lou

Said, “you should take care what you do

As there are young women

To tempt you into sinning,

I said, “yes, I’ll see you at 2 …!”