The Lady of Shalott got
Caught up in virtual reality.
She spun
Her web
And found not fun,
But the sheer banality
Of the living dead.
When a Young Lady Riding a Cow
When a young lady riding a cow
Said, “please can you tell me how
To write good verse”,
I began to curse
As I landed on that there cow!
The Dangers of Sin
I met a group of young women
Whose pleasure it is to go sinning.
The good vicar Price
Warned me of vice,
So I left him with those women …
Guest Post: Kevin Morris
My thanks to Pete Johnson for publishing the below guest poem/post. Kevin
I am very pleased to host a guest post from Kevin. He has a new book of poetry coming out, and has included one of the poems in his post.
The Last Day of August
The final day of August
Brings Autumn’s coming chill.
Perhaps this is the last
Of Summer’s new-mown grass.
The eternal breeze
Rustles the leaves
And my once brown hair.
(The above poem is taken from my forthcoming collection, Leaving and
Other Poems, which will be available from Amazon in late January/early
February 2022. My Selected Poems is available in paperback and Kindle
from Amazon and can be accessed here,
Links
Blog: https://kmorrispoet.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/drewdog2060_
Tiktok: https://www.tiktok.com/@apollo2362
You can find out about Kevin’s forthcoming book and read more of his work by following the links above.
Melons
My fingers lingered
On cantaloupe melons.
A lady said,
“These cantaloupe melons
Are like snakes.
Alone in my bed
I considered her mistake …
Miss Bland
I met a young lady named Miss Bland
With whom I had a one night stand.
That spinster Miss Hocking
Found it real shocking.
But to me it was really quite bland!
Hogg’s Poetic Dog
There once was a man named Hogg
Who was famous for his poetic dog.
He lived in the lakes
With ducks and large snakes,
But they say I imagined that Hogg!
So-So
Standing by my bed
You said,
“Does it bother you?”
Red lights ahead,
But I went through.
The roof
Seldom falls in
On sin.
I never told you
The truth
But perhaps you know
It was merely so-so
There Was a Young Lady of Dundee
There was a young lady of Dundee
Who decided to climb a tall tree.
When they said, “are you high?”
She said, “that I emphatically deny!
There is no pot in this tree!”
A Talented Young Lady of Good Hope
A talented young lady of Good Hope
Is an expert in tying a rope.
Some men spend time blogging
About the pleasures of flogging.
As for me, I visit Good Hope …