When a young lady known as Claire
Said, “these autumn trees are so bare”.
They said to her, “dear,
Its that time of year.
And do put some clothes on Claire!”
Bare
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A Young Lady’s Sock
A young lady drunk on Hock
Walked around wearing only 1 sock.
When they said, “you’re nude!,
Which is so very rude!”
She said, “I’m wearing a sock!”
Celebrity
A celebrity who appears on my TV
Is looking for a date with me.
Her name is Miss Spink
And I’ve seen her wink,
And I know that winks for me!
A Young Lady’s Hat
When a young lady wearing only a hat
Went and invited me back to her flat,
And I said, “Rose!
Where are your clothes!”,
She said, “You’re silly! They’re at my flat!”
On the Death of a Writer Read by Kevin Morris on Dodo Modern Vidpoets
I am pleased to have had my poem On the Death of a Writer included in the October readings of Dodo Modern Vidpoets, DODO MODERN VIDPOETS 2024/2025: VIRTUAL DODO FOURTEEN – OCTOBER 2025
Also included, are readings by Sophia Argyris, and my friend Nick Alldridge.
My poem On the Death of a Writer can also be found in my most recent collection, Passing Through; Some Thoughts on Life and Death, which is available from Amazon Passing Through: Some thoughts on life and death: Amazon.co.uk: Morris, K: 9798284279151: Books
A Patch of Sunlight
A patch of sunlight on the hall floor.
I close the living room door
And the light is seen no more.
I know the night kills the light
And the ferryman waits to take
Me to the final gate
Where there is no Cerberus
To prevent our escape.
Just what was us
And implacable fate.
My Literary Estate
I am marrying a young lady named Kate
Who will inherit all of my literary estate.
She says, “writers have money”,
Which I find really funny –
As she’ll inherit all of my literary estate …
An Afternoon of Poetry with Poet Kevin Morris at Croydon’s Ashburton Library on Saturday 8 November
I am delighted to announce that I will be reading my poetry at Ashburton Library in Croydon on Saturday 8 November at 2 pm. For anyone who is in the vicinity and would like to attend please follow this link for further information and to book https://croydon.events.mylibrary.digital/event?id=247174
I look forward to seeing you on Saturday 8 November.
The Last of the Summer Grass
The last
Of the summer grass
Is mown.
The future is unknown.
The past
May be a guide.
But we decide
What seed is sown.
But does grass
In the mower’s grasp
Feel itself free …
Work
Caught up in thoughts of work
I heard a bird sing.
I have been touched by beauty
And knowledge of my mortality.
He flies free
While I feel the futility
Of my work
When he sings.
K Morris - Poet 