There once was a vampire named Dawn
Who liked to dance on the lawn.
When they said, “is that good?”,
She would say, “I like blood.
Won’t you join me on this lawn?”.
There Once Was a Vampire Named Dawn
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Hope
There was heavy rain
In the churchyard
As I hurried by
Cold old stones.
Later the sun came,
And early flowers
Groped for the spring.
Cultured Miss Marr
A cultured young lady known as Marr
Has a job in a rough bar.
When she quotes Shakespeare
The customers all cheer
And dance with Marr on the bar!
Here Comes a Chopper to Chop Off my Head!
When a wicked young man named Ted
Said, “I shall chop off your head!”,
And his friend Max
Passed him an axe,
I found I was dreaming in bed!
Sleep
Sometimes I find my mind
Dwelling on love and sleep.
My lover’s kiss
Is passing bliss.
But the Reaper keeps
His special kiss
For my inevitable sleep.
Mortality
I heard a solitary bird
Sing over tombs
On a sunny February day.
I know gloom
And beauty
While he
Knows not mortality.
Purely by Accident
When I accidentally entered a striptease bar
And got accosted by Pretty Miss Marr,
I said to Miss Coral,
“Are you girls quite moral?”,
As I returned that young lady’s bra …
I can Not Buy the Sky
I can not buy the sky
Or the restless sea.
I have bought sweet scented flowers
But they and I
Are not the sea and sky.
The brevity of hours
Are unknown to flowers.
They fear not
The graveyard plot.
The Fox’s Bark
Sometimes the fox’s bark
Pierces the dark
As our bodies meet
Under comforting sheets.
A girl’s soft kiss
And exploring hands
Can command my lust.
But your bark,
So cold and sharp
Speaks of dust.
A Certain Charm
Young women’s heels click.
Clocks tick.
The weather is cold.
Girl’s arms
Have their charms.
I grow old.
K Morris - Poet 