My dear friend, the talented and beautiful Miss Rose
Works in a club where they say anything goes.
There is lots of fine wine
And all the girls are divine.
And I’m off now to retrieve all my clothes ..
Gentleman’s Club
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An Exclusive Offer for My Blog’s Readers
In celebration of the coming Easter, I am offering my blog’s readers an exclusive and limited offer.
I have been working with a well known manufacturer of luxury chocolate to produce a selection of my poems in beautifully carved chocolate bars.
Each bar is individually wrapped in a gold wrapper and comes in a high quality and eco friendly wooden box (the wood being produced from fast growing pines which are, of course replaced so as to avoid the dangers of deforestation).
The chocolate bars are delicious so you will be torn between the desire to tuck into them, or put away these limited edition eatables for posterity. Who knows they may, perhaps be valuable and be sold on auction sites when I am pushing up the daisies!
Due to the craftsmanship involved (and, of course my hard work in composing the poems), each bar retails for £20. You can, however buy a set of 5 for a mere £80.
Should you be interested, please contact me as soon as possible as my family and friends have already put in their orders for these highly desirable and limited chocolate bars!
Happy poetry reading and eating!
When the Talented and Beautiful Miss Rose
When the talented and beautiful Miss Rose
Jumps up and down on my toes,
I say, between squeals,
“I love your heels.
But please don’t jump on my toes!”.
—
When the talented and beautiful Miss Rose
Jumps up and down on my toes,
I say, between squeals,
“Take off those heels!
And why are you wearing no clothes!”.
Dreaming
Seeming.
Yet merely
Dreaming,
Until we
Enter eternity.
Dogs in Literature
A fascinating post on the blog Interesting Literature about the symbolism of dogs in literature, https://interestingliterature.com/2021/03/dogs-symbolism-in-literature-and-myth-meaning-analysis/.
I have myself composed a number of poems about my former (and still very much missed) guide dog Trigger, including this one entitled “To a Departed Dog”:
“Sometimes I see
You in front of me,
Or imagine you at
My side. I
Go to pat
You under the table,
Where you so often sat.
I am not able.
You are not coming back.”
(“To a Departed Dog” appears in “The Further Selected Poems of K Morris”, which can be found here, https://www.amazon.com/Further-Selected-Poems-Morris-ebook/dp/B08XPMGD3F).
Love is All the Rage
There once was a girl named Page
Who said, “love is all the rage!”,
At which Miss Hocking
Did something real shocking.
And the vicar fell off the stage
When A Young Lady Gazing At The Moon
When a young lady gazing at the moon
Said, “have you seen the flower in bloom?”.
I said, “my dear Miss Moore
Do please explain your poetic metaphor.
And its so comfortable here in this bedroom”.
Careless Janine
When a careless young lady named Janine
Slipped and fell into a deep ravine,
She got covered in custard
And some rather nice mustard.
It really was a very strange scene!
Roue
Let us pretend,
Over wine,
That you, my friend
Are mine.
But, in an hour
Or so
You will surely go.
A flower
May perfume
Man’s bedroom
For a little while,
Causing him to smile.
‘Ere he does repent
Of the money spent.
A Young Lady Standing On a Stile
A young lady standing on a stile
Said, “surely there can be no denial
Of the wonders of nature.
And, dear handsome passing waiter,
Please help me down from this stile!”.
K Morris - Poet 