Monthly Archives: November 2023

Debauch

Following a night of great drunkenness and debauch

I found a young lady on my porch.

Her name it was Lou

And she’d lost a shoe.

I wonder, was she part of my debauch?

Snake

So girlie and innocent

In your fearful fascination

With the big snake

In the aquarium.

 

You took my hand

In that public place.

Such girl-like innocence

And our lost grace.

 

In the Morning, After a Night of Sinning

In the morning, after a night of sinning

With a group of most beautiful young women,

I met vicar Glynn,

Who condemned my sin.

But his young wife just couldn’t stop grinning!

 

Bedtime

I found 2 young ladies in red

Waiting in my fine old double bed.

They said, “we are Coral

And are both very moral”.

Dear reader, that is what they said …

Poet Kevin Morris’s Poetry Included in Croydon Poetry Hour Anthology for 2022/2023

I am delighted to announce that a number of my poems have been included in “The Croydon Poetry Hour Anthology”, 2022/2023, https://www.lulu.com/shop/croydon-poets/croydon-poe-try-hour-anthology-20222023/paperback/product-v8r7e94.html?q=croydonpoetry+hour+2022%2F2023&page=1&pageSize=4

Among the poems included are:

“I Scent the Early Summer Air”,

“As I Drink My Red Wine”,,

“How Sweet and Sad Was the Bird”

And “In Early December”.

In Early December

In early December

November’s leaves still adorn

The woodland lawn.

Man’s pattern is made

In light and shade

And the gardener’s rake

Rakes all leaves.

The Bliss of Married Life

When I said to a girl called Lou

“Let us pretend that I’m married to you”.

And she said, you are always out drinking!

And at my girlfriends you are forever winking!”.

I said, “Lou, when did I marry you!”

My November Guest by Robert Frost, Read by Robert Frost

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m-2AWegHHqc

 

It being the first of November, I thought that I would post one of my favourite poems, my November Guest by Robert Frost.

 

Frost was a New England poet. However, given that he spent some time in England and was friends with the English poet Edward Thomas, I think we English can also lay claim to Frost’s wonderful poetry. No brickbats from my American readers for laying claim to Robert Frost please!

 

You can find My November Guest in Frost’s A Boy’s Will.