Sunset over Bodmin moor. Image: Sue Vincent

The sun’s light

Ends in night.

But, when I express

It this way,

Some will say

That I obsess

With death.

Yet one may

Take delight

In a summer’s day,

But not fight

The inevitable night.

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The above poem, “The Sun’s Light Ends in Night”, can be found in my recently released collection, “Light and Shade: Serious (and Not so Serious) Poems”. My book is available in ebook and paperback and can be found here at Amazon.

Life is full of light and shade. For to be human is to experience joy, beauty, love, pain and laughter. This collection reflects all facets of human experience. hence the title ‘Light and Shade; serious (and not so serious poems)‘.

About the author

Kevin Morris was born in the city of Liverpool on 6th January 1969. Having attended The Royal School…

I am absolutely delighted to host this Guest Post from a marvellous poet, fellow blogger and wonderful friend, KEVIN MORRIS.  Kevin creates the most otiginal poetry, that has layers of meaning.  He is most innovative and I always enjoy reading him.  Here is his Guest Post:-

TIME PASSING

I remember, as a schoolboy, being fascinated by the hypnotic tick tock
of a wall mounted clock. And I recall watching the slow movement of
the pendulum as it slowly ticked away seconds which, once gone could
never be recalled.

One of my happiest memories concerns a teacher, mr Delacruz, playing
and singing “My Grandfather’s Clock. There are several versions of the
song including this one, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yCFXhn9mMB0.
One of my favourite speeches from Shakespeare’s plays is that of
Macbeth, who, on hearing of his wife’s death speaks thus:

“Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,