The school grounds I pass.
A ball flies through the grass.
The sound of children playing.
I wish you could be staying.
But you went away
Many a day
Ago.
Do you remember the snow?
I recall
Frost hung on the wall.
Delicate and white
In the sun’s light.
Your passing smile
While
The ice shimmered on the tree.
Watched by you and me.
The frost did not stay
And melted away
Leaving a blank wall
Yet the icicles I recall
And still the water doth fall
On a winter’s day
Far away.
Roses red
Speak of bed
To some.
How life does run
On.
Soon Valentines will have come
And gone
As the pendulum swings on.
I doubt tomorrow will be fine
Yet women and wine
Are surely divine?
The line
Betwixt leg and skirt.
Lonleness does hurt.
Will she stay
On Valentine’s day?
I have changed my blog’s tagline from “this WordPress.com site is the bees and ees” to “newauthoronline | K Morris, Poet and Author”. The new tagline clarifies that I am both a poet and author, while the previous generic description conveyed little (if anything) about either the blog or myself. The change in tagline in no way impacts on how you access this site, which remains at the same location (newauthoronline.com).
As always, I am keen to know what you (as readers of newauthoronline.com) think. Please feel free to leave a comment below or, if you prefer contact me at (newauthoronline (at) gmail dot com).
Kevin
I read history and politics at University College Swansea. Hobbes “Leviathan” was one of the works read as part of my study of political thought. I still have his “Leviathan” on the bookcase in my study. Kevin
Facts about the life and work of Leviathan author Thomas Hobbes
1. Thomas Hobbes was born premature, because his mother was worried about the imminent invasion of the Spanish Armada. Hobbes was born in April 1588, several months before the Spanish Armada of Philip II of Spain set sail for the English Channel. In the months leading up to the invasion, England was full of fear about the coming attack. As Hobbes later put it, ‘my mother gave birth to twins: myself and fear.’ Hobbes would live a long and productive life. Although he famously described human existence as ‘nasty, brutish, and short’, Hobbes himself lived to be 91, dying in 1679.
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A very good cause. Kevin
Title: Zeena And The Mermaid (Zeena Dragon Fae, book 3)
Author: Victoria Zigler
Genre: children’s fantasy/fairy tales and fables
Publication date: February 13th 2016
Description:
“The adventures of Zeena and Saarik have already taken them through
the woods and up the mountains. Now they’re answering a plea for help
from a mermaid named Naia. With the help of both Naia’s magic and
Zeena’s own magic, the two friends head on an underwater quest to free
the water fairy, Lana, and make the ocean safe once more.”
The eBook version of “Zeena And The Mermaid” is now available from
Smashwords in all formats they offer, as well as from other eBook
retailers such as Barnes & Noble, Apple iBooks, and Kobo, among
others. The Smashwords link is
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/611061
The paperback will become available at some point in the near future;
just as soon as it can be arranged.
“Zeena And The Dryad” and “Zeena And The Gryphon” – the first two
books in the series – are already available as both eBooks and
paperbacks. You can find the eBooks at the places mentioned above,
and find the paperbacks on CreateSpace, Amazon, and Barnes & Noble.
“We spread rumours about the man above then, when he is replaced …”.
Being blind, I can not see his face.
His voice says private school.
The man’s a fool.
A girl’s upper middle class laugh brays
In response to what he says.
I think of dorms
And cricket on the lawns.
I dwell on old school caps
And half educated prats.
A harsh judgement perhaps
For we all lapse
From time to time
When wine
Gets our tongue
And inane songs are sung.
I went to a boarding school.
No doubt played the fool
And disregarded the rule.
So why so critical of my fellow man?
Who can
In honesty say
They have their days in virtue spent
And do not repent
Of a foolish word said
When alcohol has clouded the head?
New and old followers: Cactus is my debut poetry collection and contains three sections of poems about places. It has several poems you will never see here, so if you like my work and want to support me, then buying it is a great way to do that!
You can find it in these places:
Kindle
Blurb
Amazon UK, USA (available on others if you search)
Bigcartel (directly from me, with a note)
and the Goodreads page (courtesy of Becca at Libfem) is right here
I am also happy for you to direct any questions to my email at marianne.eloise@hotmail.com, and would love to do interviews if you run a poetry/literature/writing blog.
Thank you for all your support, especially to everyone who has already bought my little book! If you can’t afford it right now let me know, and I’d love for you to spread the good word.
Yesterday, I entered the lion’s den and survived to tell the tale! There where 20 lions in total. They sat in silence for most of the time, the quietness of the room being occasionally punctuated by an approving roar (sorry laugh) when I (or my fellow poet and colleague, Toby Wheeler) regailed the audience with a humorous poem. At the end of both performances these mighty beasts of the jungle put their paws together and clapped, leaving both Toby and I to emerge to fight another day!
To be wholly serious for a moment. As a visually impaired person (I can discern outlines but not facial features nor can I read print), it was impossible for me to see the faces of the audience. Where they nodding in approval, listening with undivided attention or glancing at their watches praying for the event to end! The sound of laughter during my humorous poems gave me an indication that my performance was not sinking like a lead balloon. However, as mentioned above, the audience was, for much of the reading silent making it impossible for me to ascertain their mood.
Following the reading, I chatted to a colleague and asked his opinion as to how my reading had gone down with the lions. As a sighted person he, also found it difficult to ascertain the mood of the audience. However his impression was that they enjoyed the performance which strengthens me in my desire to give further readings.
So hear I stand neither blooded nor bowed. I hope to give further readings in the near future and will post details on this site once dates are confirmed.
Kevin
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