The sound of children playing ball.
A Blackbird’s call.
Sunlight on green grass.
I know all this must pass,
Yet take delight
On this spring day
In the call of the blackbird
And children’s play.
Children at Play
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Meg and the Giant Easter Egg
There once was a girl named Meg
Who hid in a giant Easter egg.
But the sun shone down
And she turned chocolate brown,
And got eaten along with that egg!
My Horse Named Galloping Thought
On passing the golf course
On my horse named galloping thought,
I heard a blackbird trill.
At once my horse stood still
And my heart was caught
By the bird’s song.
But that stubborn old galloping horse
Did not stop long.
And my thought ran on.
I’ve Just Met the Easter Bunny
I’ve just met a lady called Honey
Who was dressed as the Easter bunny.
When I offered her some lettuce
She said, “that’s not my fetish!
But sir, this bunny does love money!”
Miss Purvis
I know a young lady named Purvis
Who is known for her special service.
When the lights go down
I’ve seen the vicar frown
When the bishop disappears with Miss Purvis …
The Divinity of Rhyme
The clock shows the wrong time.
Sometimes a poem doesn’t rhyme.
I’ve heard people curse
At free verse,
But rhymes
Divine.
Decay
On a spring day
Our shadows passed
Over the woodland grass.
We discussed logs
And how they decay.
As our dogs
Lost themselves in play
I envied them
And pitied we men.
Permanence
The rain came
And drummed on the car roof.
Now I sit
Listening to the clock’s steady tick
And thinking on the truth
That clocks, as hearts must stop.
But the rain will remain.
After a Night of Delight with Miss White
After a night of delight with Miss White
We got caught by my wife Mrs Right.
She comes from Bristol
And packs a pistol –
We ducked as she shot out the light!
There Once Was a Demon Named Leeman
There once was a demon named Leeman
Who liked to dress as a seaman.
One day a press gang
Gave his head a bang
And that demon became a real seaman!
K Morris - Poet 