The binmen know
Where the single go
For solitary takeaway.
The meal for 1
Fills the trash
While the used condom
Is often found
On the needled ground
But no cash
Equals no company.
Binmen
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Doors Bang on Winter Nights
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.
Rules of Behaviour
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!”.
Sporty Miss Pearl
I know a young lady named Pearl
Who sets my head in a whirl.
I think I’m in love
As with her boxing glove
She sets my head in a whirl!
Tombs
I have passed tombs
In the sunshine
And in the gloom
Pondering on rhyme
And my fleeting time.
Scented with perfume
She passed the dead
Who lay entombed
In their unenvied bed
And the dead slept on
When she was gone.
We find brevity in lust
And permanence in dust.
Vampire
Your kiss
A mingling of perfume
With cigarettes.
Led inexorably to bed.
Later I found
Heels in my bedroom
And your perfume
On my dressing gown.
Smoke no longer lingers.
But I find
Sharp teeth and fingers
Occupy my mind.
I Once Met a Vampire Named Keith
I once met a vampire named Keith
Who showed me his very sharp teeth.
When he gnashed his great fangs
I fed him with gran’s meringues
Which poisoned that poor vampire named Keith!
Progress
I saw the lightning flash
Across the sky
And heard the crash
Of thunder
And I
Paused to wonder
On those who stress
The inevitability of human progress
Leaves
Once green leaves
Are brown
On the ground.
Great trees
Wither and die
And I
See dead leaves
At my door.
There Once was a Rake Named Mars
There once was a rake named Mars
Who lit his cigars with silk bras.
A girl called Coral
Said, “you are immoral!”,
So he bought her brand new bras!
K Morris - Poet 