Autumn’s dead
Leaves rot
In winter’s earth.
Spring will bring
Earth’s rebirth.
Autumn’s Dead Leaves
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Author Archives: K Morris Poet
Falling Angels
When I saw 2 angels fall.
There was angel dust
And man’s passing lust.
And their names I do recall.
Yet, I continue to persist
In believing angels do exist.
And that not all angels fall
An Angel Named Lin
There once was an angel named Lin
Who wished to dance on a pin.
But a wicked old mortal
Tempted her through his portal,
Which led to great wickedness and sin!
My Stroll Around Old Soho
As I strolled through dear old Soho
I met a young lady named Flow
Who said, “sweet honey
Do you have money?”
But I spied that old copper Joe …
Curious Fay
When a young lady whose name is Fay
Said, “tell me what your poems do say!”
I said, “come you near my dear
And let me whisper in your ear.
Sweet Fay, they mean what they do say!”
As I Drink My Red Wine
As I drink
My red wine
I idly think
On Dowson’s rhyme.
The poet took delight
In women and wine.
On this December night
I have my wine.
Webcam
A young lady who’s known as Pam
Spends her working day live on webcam.
Both her and Miss Rose
Expose more than their toes.
But my wife she’s broken my webcam!
Adam and Eve
There was a young lady named Eve
Who fell for a guy called Adam.
But she said, “its such a crime
As his name doesn’t rhyme with mine,
So I’ll marry his best friend Steve!”
When Poets Don’t Read Poetry – by Melissa Donovan…
Unlike Melissa, I read poetry (and loved doing so) prior to ever putting pen to virtual paper. In my experience, the poet should expose himself to a variety of poetry, (traditional/rhyming and free verse). My personal preference is for rhyme, however there exists wonderful free verse work and one can learn something by reading diverse forms.
Words
I hear the birds
And think on windblown
Words outflown
By birds.
K Morris - Poet 