When a married young lady in my bathtub
Said, “can we go to a sex club!”.
I said, “Mrs Hocking!
Your suggestion is shocking!
But I hear the food there is good …”
When a Married Young Lady in My Bathtub
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My Little Sex Kitten
A young lady of Great Britain
Says she’s my little sex kitten.
Her big boyfriend Dan
Has a lethal plan
So I’m packing and leaving Britain!
When a Morbid Young Man Named Round
When a morbid young man named Round
Said, “we end in the cold ground”,
We said, “don’t be sad.
We’ll make you feel glad!”.
And we spun Round round and round!
Sky Who Works in the Field of AI
I know a young lady named Sky
Who works in the field of AI.
Her boyfriend called Dan
Looks like a pan!
I think he may be an AI!
The Rain Has Come
The rain has come.
Some wait for the sun.
I wonder about thunder
And think on the tree
Outside my window.
In all probability
It will outlast me.
Though storm may bring it low
Ere I go
To become as one with sun
And life-giving rain.
Poet Kevin Morris Interviewed on the World Poetry Reading Series
I was delighted to be interviewed by Ariadne Sawyer for the World Poetry Reading Series. The show was broadcast on Thursday 19th September on Vancouver Co-op radio.
To listen to a podcast of my interview please visit https://www.mixcloud.com/VictorSchwartzman/world-poetry-cafe-sept-19-2024-with-kevin-morris/?utm_source=notification&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=upload_is_published&utm_content=html.
My segment begins approximately 20 minutes into the podcast. During the show, I discuss my poetry and read a number of my poems, including the title poem from my recently published collection, The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems. The podcast also contains an interesting discussion on the pros and cons of publishing on Kindle.
You can find The Churchyard Yew and Other poems here The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems eBook : Morris, K: Amazon.co.uk: Kindle Store
Rose and Her Toes
A most talented young lady known as Rose
As a habit of showing gentlemen her toes.
When they say, “give us more!”,
She says, “its such a bore!”,
As she blows her nose on those toes!
Reluctance
He tries for a kiss.
Her lips are dry
And her mouth remains closed.
She gave consent
To loss of clothes.
For his extra expense
She will kiss.
But he knows
She feels no bliss
And yearns to turn
From ageing lips.
Yet still they kiss
After Wine
After wine.
Her leg on mine.
Her hands.
And youthful bust
All command my lust.
She leaves her scent behind.
I drink it in.
There are no ties to bind.
So some would call it sin.
I see my shadow with me
On an autumn day.
In the charms of girl’s arms
I forget my shadow
But he does not forget me .
All this talk
Of gaudy baubles bought
Ends in nought.
Vicar Randy
When I saw the good vicar Randy
Drinking brandy with that gorgeous Miss Mandy,
I said to him, “Jim,
She is pretty and slim”.
He said, “yes, but I am Randy!”.
K Morris - Poet 