She didn’t kiss goodbye, and I
Thought of those who meet
Under a rented sheet.
Some pass all time in rhyme,
While others take lovers
Who do not kiss goodbye.
She Didn’t Kiss Goodbye
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Grief
Sometimes my belief
Is that grief
Conquers all.
Then I recall
The air
In late August
Carrying hay
And coming Autumn.
Such sweet air
Carries no despair.
Fantasies of Twos and Threes
Fantasies of twos and threes.
Hard bought kisses
From scheming young misses
Create an old rake’s blisses
Where girl’s perfume
Hangs on hands
In lonely rooms.
Strawberry Ice
When a young lady eating Strawberry Ice
Said, “there can be absolutely no vice!”.
They said, “Claire,
Steady on there!
And wear something with that Strawberry Ice!”.
Survival
She didn’t thrive
And wishing to survive
Offered herself
To comparative wealth.
Can she
Caught in this poetry
Ever break free
Of men like me.
Shocking Miss Hocking
When a naughty young lady named Hocking
Did something that was really quite shocking,
A vicar called Hubbard
Hid in a cupboard,
And me, I hid with Miss Hocking …
Lou Who Was Known for Wearing 1 Shoe
There was a young lady named Lou
Who was known for wearing 1 shoe.
When they asked her why
She’d point to the sky,
And say, “there flies my other shoe!”.
How Quickly August Slips into September
How quickly August slips into September.
I remember how the Spring
Was full of birdsong
And opening flowers.
In December
I remember
Long spring hours
And birdsong.
Punters
Some take a punt
On a horse.
Others follow a different course.
But they also play
In their hunt
For the perfect young Philly.
All punters are silly
And all pay
For horses lose races
And a Philly’s bought laces
Soon fade away.
The Perils of Writing
When guilty men
Dip their pen
Into black ink,
Later they may regret
And by burning the whole
Hope to conceal their soul.
The wise use ink,
But others regret
The damnable internet!
K Morris - Poet 