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Poet Kevin Morris Reads and Discusses his Poetry on the World Poetry Reading Series for Thursday 21 December 2023

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I was delighted to appear on the World Poetry Reading Series for Thursday 21 December, https://www.mixcloud.com/VictorSchwartzman/world-poetry-cafe-for-dec-21-2023-with-alaha-ahrar-kevin-morris-and-timileyin-gabriel-olajuwon/. My segment appears approximately 16 minutes into the podcast and runs for around 9 minutes.

 

During the podcast, I answered questions on what inspires me to write poetry, and read 2 of my poems.

 

I listened to the podcast using Google Chrome, but other browsers should also work.

 

My thanks to Ariadne Sawyer of the World Poetry Reading Series for hosting me on her show.

 

Doors Bang on Winter Nights

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Doors bang

On winter nights.

Something clangs.

 

 

The brightest light

Must fade and die.

And tonight I

Hear the wild wind’s

Great  impersonal roar.

 

 

And when the doors

Bang and slam

I know I am

Just windblown dust.

 

 

December Poetry

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In honour of December, I am posting a poem from my collection More Poetic Meanderings, entitled In Early December:

 

“In early December

November’s leaves still adorn

The woodland lawn.

Man’s pattern is made

In light and shade

And the gardener’s rake

Rakes all leaves”.

 

More Poetic Meanderings is available in Kindle and paperback from Amazon and can be found here, https://www.amazon.co.uk/More-Poetic-Meanderings-K-Morris-ebook/dp/B0BZT9G139/

You can access a recording of me reading More Poetic Meanderings on Soundcloud here, https://soundcloud.com/kevin-stephen-morris/poet-kevin-morris-reading-from-his-collection-more-poetic-meanderings-part-1

 

 

Rules of Behaviour

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When a young lady named Miss Hocking

Said, “your behaviour is really quite shocking!”,

I said, “what I done

I done it in fun!”.

She said, “your grammar is also shocking!”.

Snake

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So girlie and innocent

In your fearful fascination

With the big snake

In the aquarium.

 

You took my hand

In that public place.

Such girl-like innocence

And our lost grace.

 

All Taped Up

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A young woman in a dark cape

Wrapped me up with very thick tape

And posted me

To sunny Dundee,

Where I made a most daring escape!

There Once Was a Poetical Old Monk

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There once was a poetical old monk

Who composed a poem about his skunk.

A pretty young nun

Said, “that was fun”.

And then they spoke of that skunk.

A Girl and her Big Gun

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When a young lady waving a gun

Said, “are you up for some fun!”.

Having learned not to trifle

With a girl’s big rifle,

Of course I agreed to some fun …!

I Check My Feet

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I check my feet.

The skin underneath

Has begun to crease

And my toes

Are sometimes stiff.

I am growing old.

 

I can not deny

My middle age.

But when girl’s feet

Pass me by

I know only dust

Will defeat my lust.