When a young lady named Lou
Said, “we are all wet through!”,
Lou and Miss Rose
Took off their clothes,
Then the vicar he married those two!
Wet Through
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Being Known
As I strolled through the great Crystal Palace
I met with a young lady named Alice.
When she gave me a wink
And said, “me and Miss Spink?”,
I said, “I’m known here in Crystal Palace …!.
Ordinary
A middle-aged lady offers him tea,
Then returns to her women’s magazine.
He shuffles on an old settee,
Drinks tea, and thinks “how ordinary
Is this scene”.
A darkened room.
Some cheap perfume.
20 minutes or so.
Then he must go.
In the other room,
She reads her magazine.
Keith the Thief
There was a young man named Keith
Who was known as a prodigious thief,
Until Miss Rose and Miss Hocking
Tied him up with their stockings,
Which delighted that young man named Keith!
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There was a young man named Keith
Who was known as a prodigious thief,
Until Miss Rose and Miss Hocking
Tied him up with their stockings,
Which caused that thief Keith to cease!
My Poem “The Thunder Spoke” Included in Dodo Modern Vidpoets
I am pleased to announce that my poem “The Thunder Spoke has been included in the latest episode of Dodo Modern Vidpoets. To read my poem and those of the other poets please follow this link, https://dodovidpoets.blogspot.com/2022/11/virtual-dodo-10.html. “The Thunder Spoke” is the final poem in the series.
Poetry Reading to Raise Money for Guide Dogs
On Wednesday 16 November, at 6:30 pm, I will be giving a poetry reading to raise money for the Guide Dogs for the Blind Association, https://www.guidedogs.org.uk/.
My reading will take place at the Railway Bell, 16 Cawnpore Street, Norwood, London, SE19 1PF, https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100057124433235.
All are welcome.
If you would like to hear me reading my poetry prior to the 16th of November, you can find me on Tiktok here, https://www.tiktok.com/@kevinmorrispoet
If you have any queries about my reading on the 16th, please email me at kmorrispoet (at) gmail dot com, (the address is rendered thus in order to defeat spammers)!
There is Deep Mud
There is deep mud
In the park again.
As I wade through flood
I sigh
And cudgel my poor brain
To explain
Why we poets romanticise
This thing called rain!
When a Naughty Young Lady Named Kate
When a naughty young lady named Kate
Said, “I’ll have you on a plate!”,
I said to Mabel,
“Quick! Clear the table!
Or Kate she’ll break my best plate!”.
An Autumn Day (1 November 2022)
Damp leaves in cold park.
Autumn days are growing dark.
The wind whistled
In the churchyard.
Then the rain came again.
When a Wicked Young Lady Named Moriah
When a wicked young lady named Moriah
Threatened to set my beard on fire,
The good barber Dave
Suggested a good shave.
Then he shaved both me and Moriah!
K Morris - Poet 