If I Write a Sad Poem Today

If I write a sad
Poem today
People will say
He is sad.

If I compose a glad
Poem today
They will, likewise
Say,
He is feeling glad.
But they
Can not see my eyes.

I Know a Young Lady Named Lina

I know a young lady named Lina,
And many fine gentlemen have seen her.
I wont go into all the detail,
As it would make you turn pale.
But she’s not as bad as Justina!

Whilst Out Shopping

Whilst out shopping
I see girl’s shoes
And can not help but lose
Myself in a shocking
Thought,
Of stiletto shoes,
Bought,
By young women who,
At night,
Bring delight
With the loss of shoe
And stocking.
But I have shopping,
still to do …

When I Said to a Girl Called Lou

When I said to a girl called Lou,
“Have you seen my shoe?”,
She said, “after a night of great passion
It is the new fashion,
For a girl to retain a gentleman’s shoe!”.

The Collected Poems of K Morris: A Review

A review of my “Selected Poems”. My thanks to Laura Berry of Berry’s Book Reviews for taking the time to read and review my book.

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Morris’ Poetry Does Not Waste Time

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This is a work obsessed with the coming death. Whether it is to be the death of a person or of a way of life it does not matter, The Collected Poems of K Morris, recognizes that there is an end to all things. Poet K. Morris released this work in 2019. The structure of the majority of his pieces follows an alternating rhyme scheme. The poet also keeps most of his work short and to the point.

The collection will make readers rather sad for the speaker. There is a gloominess lingering over The Selected Poems of K Morris that is hard to ignore. The speaker mourns death’s unhindered advance but…

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The Poet and the Prostitute (dedicated to Ernest Christopher Dowson)

Some girls say
“No way”,
(And mean what they say).
But others may,
(For pay)
Remain, for a time,
And forever be,
That anonymous she,
Immortalised in rhyme.