When a monster dies
Someone cries,
For they know only part
Of the monster’s heart.
When A Monster Dies
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Author Archives: K Morris Poet
What poem speaks to you?
As with the author of this post, many poems speak to me. However, among my favourite poems is Ernest Christopher Dowson’s “They Are Not Long” which runs thus”:
“They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream”.
What is your favourite poem? When someone asks me that it’s a bit like asking me which one of my children I love the most…it changes every day (joke!).
In case you missed it World Poetry Day was Tuesday. I know poetry is not for everyone, but I find a comfort and pleasure in it I could never get from a book. In times of sadness certain poems salve my soul or give me the words a broken heart cannot express. The same is true for Love, happiness, friendship and parenthood.
I have many poetry books but my go to book is Daisy Goodwin’s ‘Poems To Last A Lifetime’. It’s a compilation of poetry covering life from birth to adolescence, first love, marriage, everlasting love, divorce and death, beautifully illustrated and edited. There is a poem for everyone in there and many I’d never heard of.
So tonight I’d like…
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There Was A Young Lady Called Sky
There was a young lady called Sky
Who stood at six feet high.
When she removed her high heeled shoes,
Six inches she did lose,
Which made her boyfriend cry.
“The Poet Speaks: Kevin Morris Reads A Sellection Of His Poetry”, A Review By Victoria Zigler
I was pleased to receive the following review in respect of the CD of me reading my poetry, “The Poet Speaks: Kevin Morris Reads A Sellection Of His Poetry”:
“I’ve read a lot of Kevin Morris’ poems, and enjoyed them; Kevin’s poems are often extremely thought-provoking. Hearing him read some of his poems out loud helps to bring them to life in a way reading them myself can’t do. In short, this is a great collection of poetry, which the author reads beautifully, and which is an absolute pleasure to listen to”. For the review please visit, http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1949990926.
There Was A Young Boy Called Ed (a limerick for children)
There was a young boy called Ed
Who wrote a story about his ted.
His mother did remark,
“It is getting dark,
And you and ted must go to bed!”
(Ted or teddy, is frequently used as a shortened form of teddy bear, particularly by young children).
New Series – Smorgasbord Book Promotion – Air Your Reviews – Kevin Morris, D.G.Kaye and Tina Frisco
Many thanks to Sally for featuring a recent review of my collection of poetry “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind” on her blog. Kevin
Commute
The sun shone this evening as I strolled from my office in Whitehall to Embankment tube.
The roads seemed empty apart from the presence of police vehicles, who’s sirens joined with the noise of the helicopter to disturb the tranquillity of the evening.
No one appeared to be manning the “Evening Standard” stall outside Embankment station, which seemed odd given the events of the day.
“Watch out for card clash”, the automated announcement said as we commuters filed along, in a more or less orderly fashion.
I passed part of my journey home, from Victoria to Gipsy Hill, in conversation with a lady. We spoke about my guide dog, Trigger.
Just another daily commute then, when I reached the pub, the horror of the day replayed again on television.
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My place of work is in Whitehall, some little distance from Parliament where the terrorist atrocity occurred this afternoon. I am unharmed and (fortunately) none of my colleagues or friends where affected by today’s incident. However the shock remains with me.
Tube
A thrumming in the wire.
Rising desire
By commuters to enter
The tube’s centre.
Wrapped in the tunnel’s dark embrace
We race
Towards our destination.
A brief anticipation,
Then we disgorge at our station.
A review of my collection of poetry, “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind”
On checking my email this morning, I was delighted to learn that my collection of poetry, “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind” (http://moyhill.com/lost/) has received a great review.
To read the review please visit (https://laurenwalsburg.com/2017/03/21/review-lost-in-the-labyrinth-of-my-mind-by-k-morris/).
10 of the Best John Keats Poems Everyone Should Read
As with Ernest Dowson, Keats died at far to young an age.
The best poems by Keats
John Keats (1795-1821) died when he was just twenty-five years old, but he left behind a substantial body of work, considering he died so young. Nevertheless, a number of his poems immediately suggest themselves as being among the ‘best’ of his work. In this post, we’ve selected what we think are the top ten best Keats poems.
‘Ode to Psyche’. The earliest of Keats’s 1819 odes, ‘Ode to Psyche’ is about the Greek embodiment of the soul and mind, Psyche. Keats declares that he will be Psyche’s ‘priest’ and build a temple to her in his mind. Although this is probably the least-admired of Keats’s classic odes (though ‘Ode on Indolence’ would rival it), it’s a fine paean to poetic creativity and the power of the imagination.
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