Me reading my poem “Trees”:
K Morris Reading His Poem “Trees”
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Free book promotion
From Tuesday 3rd – Saturday 7th of April, my book ‘Samantha‘ will be available for free download on Amazon UK and Amazon US.
‘Samantha’ tells a story of a young girl forced into prostitution in the city of Liverpool. Can Sam’s love for Peter, a man she meets in a nightclub, save her? Or will Sam end her life in the murky waters of Liverpool’s Albert Dock?
From Saturday 7th – Wednesday 11th of April, my book ‘The Suspect and other tales‘ will also be available for free download on Amazon UK and Amazon US.
‘The Suspect and other tales’ contains stories of the unexpected, ranging from tales of crime and vengeance, through to ghostly happenings in an ancient mansion.
My latest collection of poetry, ‘My old clock I wind and other poems’ is also available on Amazon and can be found on both Amazon UK and Amazon US.
‘My old clock I wind and other poems’ is a collection of 74 new and original poems. It contains both melancholy and more cheerful pieces contrasting the fact that We can enjoy life – but at the same time cannot escape its inevitable end.
We laugh
As we pass
Along life’s path.
There are tears too
It’s true,
For me and you
My friend,
For every year
Must have it’s end.
My previous collection of poetry ‘Lost in the labyrinth of my mind’ is also available on Amazon UK as well as Amazon US.
‘Lost in the labyrinth of my mind‘ is a collection of poems about nature, love, and life in general.
Kevin
K Morris reading his poem ‘This snow’.
Me reading my poem ‘This snow’.
K Morris reading his poem ‘Tick Tock’.
Me reading my poem ‘Tick Tock’.
There Was A Young Lady Named Ling
There was a young lady named Ling.
We met at the start of spring.
She said “nature is budding.
Do have some Christmas pudding”.
But it really wasn’t my fing!
—
There was a young lady named Ling.
We met at the start of spring.
She heaved a great sigh
And said “I don’t know why
The spring it rhymes with Ling”.
“My Old Clock I Wind and Other Poems” is now available, as an audio download, from Audible
I am pleased to announce that my collection of poetry, “My Old Clock I Wind and Other Poems” is now available, as an audio download from audible.co.uk and audible.com.
“My Old Clock I Wind” derives its title from the clock which sits, in pride of place, on the bookcase in my living room. The title poem reads as follows:
“My old clock I wind
And much philosophy therein find.
I can bring
The pendulum’s swing
To a stop with my hand;
Yet I can not command
Time to default
On his duty and halt
The passing of the years.
He has no ears
For our laughter and tears
And his sickle will swing on
Long after we are gone”.
About The Author
I was born in Liverpool in 1969, a year best known of course for my birth. Well no, actually it is better known for the moon landings which certain peculiar conspiracy theorists still maintain never took place (the moon landings that is, not my birth!).
It was from my grandfather that I derived my first love of literature and I have many happy memories of him reading to me. As I grew older I learned to read Braille which opened up the world of independent reading and I still remember how amazing it was to me, as a young boy, to be able to sit with a book on my knee reading for myself.
I attended school in Liverpool and later went on to read history and politics at university. Having obtained my BA, I went on to gain an MA in political theory.
Since 1994 I have lived and worked in London. I find that I cannot write with background noise, other than the singing of birds, and am lucky that my home overlooks a large garden and an historic park in Crystal Palace, famed for it’s steep hills and fresh air.
Where to buy “My Old Clock I Wind”
Audible (UK) – https://www.audible.co.uk/pd/Arts-Entertainment/My-Old-Clock-I-Wind-and-Other-Poems-Audiobook/B077VYT3X6/ref=a_search_c4_1_1_srTtl?qid=1512505394&sr=1-1
Audible.com – https://www.audible.com/pd/Drama-Poetry/My-Old-Clock-I-Wind-and-Other-Poems-Audiobook/B077VS5CTN/ref=a_search_c4_1_1_srTtl?qid=1512505653&sr=1-1
Amazon (US) – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0735JBVBG
Amazon (UK) – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0735JBVBG
Moyhill Publishing – http://moyhill.com/clock/
The royal National Institute of Blind People (braille edition) – http://shop.rnib.org.uk/ or call 0303 123 9999, quoting order number 25870603.
Kick Off Your Shoes
Kick off your shoes
For a stranger is a friend not yet made.
Be not staid
Dear maid
But lose
Yourself in booze
And forget
Regret.
Let us draw the curtain
For tomorrow
Is uncertain
Your skin is silky smooth
But how the clock’s hands move
Towards the morrow,
Which the forecasters say
Will be a dismal day.
Why I am reluctant to comment on the work of fellow poets
It goes without saying that I am delighted whenever readers express appreciation for my work. Its wonderful to know that my poetry brings pleasure to others.
On occasions readers appreciation of my poetry has caused them to contact me requesting that I critique their work. I am greatly flattered when this occurs. However I invariably respond with a courteous decline.
As with all poets, I have my own unique style. This usually entails the extensive use of rhyme. I find an intrinsic beauty in traditional rhyming poetry which, no doubt is a major factor in explaining my use of the form. That is not to say that I never engage in free verse poetry. I do, however this is rare and when I do utilise this form it is, almost invariably in the context of a poem in which rhyme predominates. Where I to critique many free verse poems I would, in all honesty have to say that I did not consider them to constitute poetry. That is not to say that free verse can not be moving and extremely beautiful. Indeed it can and it is worthy of praise as regards the possession of these qualities. It is, however (in my opinion) moving and beautiful prose (rather than poetry) and any comments by me would, in all honesty have to reflect my view of the matter.
More generally, my perspective of the merits and/or demerits of a given poem is just that (my own view), others may disagree. I do not wish to be the person responsible for dampening the enthusiasm of a budding poet. I do, from time to time come across poetry which is (in my opinion) truly awful. When confronted by work of this nature I click away without commenting because (as I say above) I have no desire to puncture anyone’s balloon.
My own style of writing (rhyming poetry) is, I am well aware considered as old-fashioned and overly restrictive by many modern poets and critics. One mans meat is another mans poison. Let each poet plough his/her own furrow, I will not trespass on their territory (other than to comment and/or like if I truly feel that their work possesses merit). Otherwise I shall refrain from passing judgement.
National Poetry Day celebrates local poets
To celebrate National Poetry Day, (which took place on 28 September), BBC local radio commissioned 12 poets from across England to write a poem incorporating a local word. To be frank some of these poems left me cold. I was, however rather taken with “Twittens”. To read the 12 poems please visit http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/articles/4jjwQBspBn4NLRyB53d0dnJ/national-poetry-day-free-the-word.
Lost Shoe
Who
Left
Her shoe?
What should I do?
For a foot bereft
Of shoe
Is a sorrowful sight to view.
I grieve
As I perceive
That she lost her stocking
Too.
Tis a thing most shocking
To lose both stocking
And shoe …
K Morris - Poet 