I am pleased to have had my poem “Fire”, included in Dodo Modern Poets. To hear me reading “Fire”, and other poets reading their work, please visit https://dodomodernvidpoets2022.blogspot.com/
At the edge of town
All sound is drowned
By the wind and rain.
The Roman came
And wrote Rome’s name
Here in Britain.
Now I hear the same
Wind and rain.
I met a young lady named White
Who offered me delight for the night.
She was a girrl of fashin
And showed great compassion
By giving me a discount last night …
Distracted from thought
I heard birds sing
As I walked
The path were all thought ends
And Enemies and friends
Lie under the same unending sky,
As will I.
There once was a young lady named Beth
Who said, “there is no life after death!”.
A ghoul called Nool
Called her a fool
Which frightened that poor young lady to death!
I know a young lady named Maddy
Who is dating a rich sugar daddy.
I hear from Miss Heather
He’s neither witty nor clever.
But he’s rich and he’s dating Maddy!
I met a young lady in tight leather
Who said, “my name it is Heather.
I go out on the town
All my sorrows to drown,
But pass out through wearing tight leather!”
On my way home
I passed by street lights
On a winter’s night
And thought of glorious Rome
As their temporary sparks
Held back the dark.
When a young lady who works in vice
Went and slipped on some treacherous black ice,
And a vicar called Paul
Said, “I’ve seen many fall!”,
She said, “help me up off this ice!”.
I know a young lady named Hocking
Whose life is blameless not shocking.
Her friend Miss Coral
Is so very moral
And this poem is boring not shocking!
K Morris - Poet 