A most forgetful young lady named Mar
Is well known for losing her bra.
My friends Bill and Joe
Like to confuse Miss Flow,
By returning to her the wrong bra …!
Category Archives: musings
An Image of the Poster Advertising My Poetry Reading on Wednesday 30 March
On 8 March, I posted regarding my forthcoming poetry reading at the Upper Norwood Library Hub, at 7 pm on Wednesday 30 March, https://kmorrispoet.com/2022/03/08/poetry-reading-at-the-upper-norwood-library-hub-at-7-pm-on-wednesday-30-march-2022/.
Below is an image of the poster advertising that event.
Does Grammar Matter?
A thought provoking view regarding the importance of grammar, https://capx.co/theres-nothing-kafkaesque-about-learning-the-rules-of-english-grammar/.
I must confess to having forgotten some of the rules which, as a child where inculcated into my young mind.
A Simple Rhyme About the Springtime
A simple rhyme
About the springtime
And hours
Amidst flowers
Where sweet love grows
And the rose goes
After a Night of Roulette
After a night of roulette
With a Kate or Yvette
The bedside clock does say,
“You will pay
For this roulette
Come the day.
Yet with Kate and Yvette
You will continue to play”.
The Inexorable Clock
The slow
Tick tock
Of the inexorable clock
Says “all must go”
In the end,
Though some pretend
‘Tis not so”.
My Poem “There is No Light” Included in March’s Virtual Dodo
My poem “There is No Light” appears in March’s Virtual Dodo. It is the penultimate poem on the page.
To read “There is No Light” please visit https://dodovidpoets.blogspot.com/2022/03/virtual-dodo-8.html
When I Found Old Father Time
When I found old Father Time
Trapped within a very ancient rhyme,
And he did shout,
“Please let me out!”,
I said, “all in good time!”
My Shadow
My shadow
Does pass
Along the sunlit path.
My shadow will go
Into the woods
I so love.
Nell Who Went Down to Hell
When a wicked young lady named Nell
Died and went straight down to Hell,
She said, with a sigh,
“I do miss the sky,
And this Hell has a terrible smell!”
