Author Archives: K Morris Poet

About K Morris Poet

The purpose of this website ( is to showcase my writing. For details of my published works, please click on the 'About' page of my blog.

Modern Art

I know a young lady named Nelly

Who is famous for her smelly wellie.

We went to a gallery

With an artist called Valerie,

And exhibited Nelly’s wellie in a jelly!


When a young lady who sat mixing paste

Said, “your poetry is not to my taste!”,

Just for a caper

I grabbed some wallpaper,

And stuck it to her using that paste!

As the Autumn Weather Grows Colder

As the autumn weather grows colder,

And I older,

The thought of warm bed clothes

With a Kate,

Or a rose

Still appeals.


I have known heels

To measure

My pleasure.

But pleasure passes,

For rakes and lasses,

And the graveyard grasses

Claim our name.

Easy Virtue

There is a young lady named Lou

Who is known for her easy virtue.

My good friend Dan

Is a generous man

Whose known for his charity to Lou …!

Miss Kipper’s Slipper

There is a young lady named Kipper

Who is famous for using a slipper.

I have heard tell

She does it well.

And the vicar he’s lost his slipper!

5 Degrees

5 degrees.

Wet trees

Drip yesterday’s rain.

The autumn came

Bringing acorns

And precious rain

To woodland lawns.

There Once Was a Man Named Ted

There once was a man named Ted
Who recited Chaucer standing on his head.
But a driver called Gus
Said “not on the bus!”,
So he quoted the great Dickens instead!

Please Speak to Me (Not my Non-Disabled Companion)

As those of you who follow/read this blog will know, the primary purpose of my site is to share my poetry. I do, however sometimes blog about more personal matters and today is one of those rare occasions on which I shall do so.


Yesterday (Saturday 24 September) I went for my 4th Covid jab (booster). Being blind, and the vaccination centre being some distance away, a friend kindly took me in her car.


The centre was offering both the Covid booster and a flue jab for those entitled to receive one.


When it came to my turn to be vaccinated, the person giving the vaccinations asked my sighted friend  why I was entitled to receive the flu jab. I answered that I am diabetic (people with diabetes are entitled to free flu jabs in the UK), and the vaccination against Covid and Flu was given.


The above incident reminded me of another case where a member of station staff asked a sighted work colleague with whom I was traveling “does he need any help?”.


In both cases the people putting the question to my companions where assuming that I was unable to speak for myself. This is a highly patronising and erroneous assumption as I and the vast majority of other disabled people are perfectly able to answer for ourselves.


Both incidents are ironic as had I been unaccompanied the individuals putting the questions would have had no alternative other than to address me directly, which is, of course as it should be.


Having visited both China and Sri Lanka, I am aware that those nations (and many other countries) do not have the facilities for people with disabilities which are available in the United Kingdom. However, this fact in no way excuses the patronising attitudes adopted by a minority of individuals. This is particularly the case in the NHS where all staff should be provided with disability awareness training.


The vast majority of those employed in the NHS do an excellent job (often under extremely difficult circumstances). However, the minority who adopt patronising attitudes needs to be addressed.


Disabled people are human beings and deserve to be treated with the same respect as are non-disabled fellow citizens.


On Hearing Birdsong

On hearing birdsong

I am glad

That I am here

To hear

Their sad, glad song.



We die

And our love

Dies with us.



No, it lives on

When we are gone

In those we love.



And the birds

Sing on

With no care

For where

We have gone.