When a young lady whose name was Claire
Got eaten by a rather large brown bear,
Her poor boyfriend Guy
Said, with a sigh,
“I guess that’s the end of our affair …”.
Claire Who Was Eaten by a Rather Large Brown Bear
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Category Archives: creative writing
The Ageing Rake (Working Title)
When I was young
I flung
Myself at fleeting pleasure.
I thought
Love could be bought
And heeded not
The ticking clock.
Now, at leisure
I pen rhyme
To passing time,
To lust,
And dust,
And clocks
That stop.
Into “The Waste Land”, an Examination of TS Eliot’s Poem
I spent part of yesterday afternoon watching Into “The Wasteland” on the BBC Iplayer. The programme examines TS Eliot’s poem “The Wasteland”, arguing that much of the poem stems from the poet’s personal life, particularly his experiences with women and his nervous breakdown.
You can watch the programme here, https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m001d1yy#:~:text=An%20exploration%20of%20TS%20Eliot’s,20th%20century%2C%20The%20Waste%20Land. In order to do so you will need to have (or create) an account with the BBC Iplayer and click to confirm that you have a TV license. It is my understanding is that only those resident in the United Kingdom are able to avail themselves of the BBC Iplayer, so my apologies to those of my readers based outside of the UK.
There Was a Young Lady Named Mairead
There was a young lady named Mairead
Who was employed by the fire brigade.
A fireman called Rose
Lent her his hose.
He was generous like that to Mairead …!
I Enter the Graveyard
I enter the graveyard
Where men forget regret
While the living
Forget their eternal
Bed is made
In waiting grave
And choose to lose
Their day
In play
With technology,
Which makes none free
Of the eternal grave.
Murry’s Hot Curry
There was a young man named Murry
Who fell into a very hot curry.
When they said, “are you okay!”.
He said, “it’s a cold day!
But I’m hot here in this curry!”.
Commuter Train
I sat alone
On a train
In early morning.
When a young woman on her phone
Said, “are you still with your friend?”
The memory remains.
A couple yawning
In early morning.
And 2 strangers on a commuter train.
After Death
I pass by graves
On a rain soaked day.
I know those below
Do not regret the wet.
I relish the fresh
Scents of this passing day
For after my death
I will know
No rain below.
Wednesday Morning Humour
There was a young lady named Michelle
Who fell down a very deep well.
When they said, “are you okay!”,
She said, “here I will stay,
As I like this well very well!”.
—
I know a young lady named Mar
Who is known for losing her bra.
Her friend miss Lou
Often loses a shoe.
As for me? its my favourite bar …!
Free Book Promotion
My book ‘Samantha’ will be available for free on Kindle from Friday 14th – Tuesday 18th October 2022 here for the UK and here for the US.
Samantha tells a story of a young girl forced into prostitution in the city of Liverpool. Can Sam’s love for Peter, a man she meets in a nightclub, save her? Or will Sam end her life in the murky waters of Liverpool’s Albert Dock?
My book ‘The Suspect and Other Tales’ will be available for free on Kindle from Friday 21st- Tuesday 25th October 2022 here for the UK and here for the US.
Tales of the unexpected, ranging from stories of crime and vengeance through to ghostly happenings in an ancient mansion.
K Morris - Poet 