I heard Thor roar
In the wood.
But no rain came.
Civilisation has withstood
The wind and rain.
But climates change
I heard Thor roar
In the wood.
But no rain came.
Civilisation has withstood
The wind and rain.
But climates change
I was pleased to receive this review of my recently published poetry collection, “Passing through: some thoughts on life and death”, https://audreydriscoll.com/2025/05/20/book-review-passing-through-some-thoughts-on-life-and-death-by-k-morris/
I know a young lady of Toulouse
Who is extremely fond of her booze.
Whilst drunk on Hock
She lost her frock,
And a monk he stole her shoes!
On Thursday 8 May, I appeared on the World Poetry Reading Series. During the show, I read a number of my poems and discussed how my time in hospital whilst recovering from an operation to remove a brain abscess inspired me to compose poetry.
For a link to the podcast please visit https://www.mixcloud.com/VictorSchwartzman/world-poetry-cafe-may-8-2025-kevin-morris/
. My segment starts approximately 22 minutes into the podcast.
Following on from yesterday’s post, in which I mentioned that my poetry collection, “Passing through: some thoughts on life and death” is now available to purchase in the Amazon Kindle store https://kmorrispoet.com/2025/05/17/passing-through-some-thoughts-on-life-and-death-by-k-morris-is-available-to-download-in-the-amazon-kindle-store/. I am pleased to let you know that the paperback edition of “Passing through” is now also available. To purchase the paperback edition please visit the below links.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0F92G8PPR?
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0F92G8PPR/
I am delighted to announce that my new poetry collection, “Passing Through: some thoughts on life and death” is now available to purchase in the Kindle store.
Book Description:
In the last week of January 2025, poet K Morris suffered a seizure whilst at home. This was rapidly followed by several other seizures, , and the discovery that he was suffering from a brain abscess, which required an urgent operation.
In this book the poet describes his thoughts and feelings as he grapples with his own mortality. Other poems touch on the mundane rhythms of hospital life, and the poet’s yearning to return to the great outdoors and Mother Nature.
Kindle download links:
Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0F8TWMZJD/
Amazon.com https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0F8TWMZJD/
Forthcoming paperback:
“Passing Through: some thoughts on life and Death” will also be available as a paperback in the near future.
My dog of whom I am extremely fond
Has a habit of jumping in the pond.
Then he gets a certain smell
Which I know all too well,
And of which I am not that fond!
(A couple of days ago I took my guide dog Apollo for a walk in Crystal Palace park with my friend and his Rhodesian Ridgeback. Being a Labrador Retriever, Apollo decided that it would be tremendous fun to go swimming in a pond, twice!)
When a naked young lady from Ealing
Went and swung from the bishop’s ceiling,
A spinster called Hocking
Found it most shocking!
And the bishop gazed at the ceiling!
There is a kind of butterfly
Who alights at night
And brings pleasure for a time
To lovers of rhyme.
And these butterflies
They go with day,
Although they may
Be caught in rhyme
And live on
When they are gone.
In the library I would look at books
And seashells, so near to shelves
Drowning in books.
At the time this seemed incongruous to me.
But now I see no incongruity
For the sea
Will, one day, sweep all this culture away
Leaving only shells.