I shiver in the churchyard on Halloween.
I have seen
No ghosts, just the open church door.
I am sure
There is nothing there to scare me,
Just ancient bones
Decaying under cold old stones.
It is said
The dead are forever dead.
Yet, when I leave the graves behind
I find the same mundane
Old suburban street, trodden by living feet,
Where quivering and shivering cease.
There once was a slug from Slough
Who said, “I really don’t know how
This lettuce tastes so good!
I wish that I could
Spend my days eating lettuce in Slough!”
She about to go to university
To read philosophy.
I mention that I read Plato
Long, long ago.
I wonder, can she possibly know
That old Plato
Has no hold on my mind …
A good article in The Spectator regarding why you should write poetry. As the author says, even if you don’t intend to publish the act of writing can furnish great pleasure. I also like the idea of composing poetry whilst comfortably ensconced in a country pub. Not that I ever visit pubs you understand …
For the article please go to https://www.spectator.co.uk/article/why-you-should-write-poetry/
After booze, I have seen girls lose their shoes,
Socks and frocks.
I have lain awake at night listening to clocks.
Time moves on
And man’s youth is gone.
But, like moths to the flame
He returns again and again
To young women who
Play the old game.
But the clock mocks us all.
I am pleased to announce that 13 of my poems have been included in “CROYDON POE-TRY HOUR ANTHOLOGY 2023/2024”, which is available in paperback and can be found here, CROYDON POE-TRY HOUR ANTHOLOGY 2023/2024.
Book Description:
Poe-TRY Hour is held on the 3rd Saturday of each month in Croydon Central Library (except for April, August and December which are Zoom meetings. Each year we publish an anthology of poems written by members on the various themes selected throughout the year. Themes for 2023/24 include Travel, Patterns, Education, Chaos and the Surreal, Significant Buildings, Time, Eternity and many more.
I am delighted to have had 5 of my poems published in Lothlorien Poetry Journal. To read my poems please visit https://lothlorienpoetryjournal.blogspot.com/2024/10/five-poems-by-kevin-morris.html
I have often desired
To play with fire
Though I know
The hot coal
Will sear my soul.
I have frequently said
“Come to bed”.
We undressed.
She caressed
And love was dead.
A girl’s youthful arms have their charms.
But by morning’s bright light
How often have men awoken from dream
And seen they grow old.
I was pleased to appear on the World Poetry Reading Series for Thursday 24 October. During the show, I talk about my life and poetry. In addition I read a number of my poems, including several from my recently published collection, The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems.
To listen to the podcast please visit https://www.mixcloud.com/VictorSchwartzman/world-poetry-cafe-oct-24-with-kevin-morris/
. My segment begins approximately 20 minutes into the podcast.
I know a young lady named Miss Kipps
Who is looking for a friend with benefits.
When I say, “honey,
I have no money”,
That Miss Kipps her sides she almost splits!
K Morris - Poet 