On the Closure of the Railway Bell, 14 Cawnpore Street, Gipsy Hill

I sit at the bar

In the old familiar pub

And touch the wood

Tinged with beers

From bygone years.

Landlords have come and gone

But the pub has continued on.

I recall

With delight

The fire’s warm light.

But it’s a summer evening

And there is no firelight.

To brighten this leaving.

I say goodbye

To the final table

I am unable

To show my eyes

For men don’t cry

	K Morris Poet on Table Dancing
	K Morris Poet on Table Dancing
	V.M.Sang on Table Dancing
	K Morris Poet on Table Dancing
	K Morris Poet on Indifference

K Morris – Poet