Alexa says it won’t rain today.
I put my coat on anyway.
Sure enough, it rains again.
Should I maintain
My faith in the reliability
Of modern technology?
No, today I shall pray
To the god of rain
And silently blast
The weather forecast!
When a beautiful young lady named Gwen
Said, “please go and do that again!”,
A writer called White
Smiled with great delight,
As again, he reached for his pen.
I desire to retire
To a house with old clocks.
There my poor words
Would be inspired by birds
And the clock’s slow tick tock.
I would forget my regret
And get lost in fine rhyme.
Women and wine
Would distract my mind
From passing time.
Young women’s heels click.
Old clocks tick.
But all must stop
In the end,
However much we pretend
They do not.
I shiver in the churchyard on Halloween.
I have seen
No ghosts, just the open church door.
I am sure
There is nothing there to scare me,
Just ancient bones
Decaying under cold old stones.
It is said
The dead are forever dead.
Yet, when I leave the graves behind
I find the same mundane
Old suburban street, trodden by living feet,
Where quivering and shivering cease.
There once was a slug from Slough
Who said, “I really don’t know how
This lettuce tastes so good!
I wish that I could
Spend my days eating lettuce in Slough!”
She about to go to university
To read philosophy.
I mention that I read Plato
Long, long ago.
I wonder, can she possibly know
That old Plato
Has no hold on my mind …
A good article in The Spectator regarding why you should write poetry. As the author says, even if you don’t intend to publish the act of writing can furnish great pleasure. I also like the idea of composing poetry whilst comfortably ensconced in a country pub. Not that I ever visit pubs you understand …
For the article please go to https://www.spectator.co.uk/article/why-you-should-write-poetry/
After booze, I have seen girls lose their shoes,
Socks and frocks.
I have lain awake at night listening to clocks.
Time moves on
And man’s youth is gone.
But, like moths to the flame
He returns again and again
To young women who
Play the old game.
But the clock mocks us all.
I am pleased to announce that 13 of my poems have been included in “CROYDON POE-TRY HOUR ANTHOLOGY 2023/2024”, which is available in paperback and can be found here, CROYDON POE-TRY HOUR ANTHOLOGY 2023/2024.
Book Description:
Poe-TRY Hour is held on the 3rd Saturday of each month in Croydon Central Library (except for April, August and December which are Zoom meetings. Each year we publish an anthology of poems written by members on the various themes selected throughout the year. Themes for 2023/24 include Travel, Patterns, Education, Chaos and the Surreal, Significant Buildings, Time, Eternity and many more.
I am delighted to have had 5 of my poems published in Lothlorien Poetry Journal. To read my poems please visit https://lothlorienpoetryjournal.blogspot.com/2024/10/five-poems-by-kevin-morris.html
K Morris - Poet 