When a religious old lady named Miss Ann
Announced her belief in the brotherhood of man.
I thought her real sweet
And asked for some meat.
But I was not the brother of Ann …
The Brotherhood of Man
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Mine for Tonight
Mine for tonight.
Oh sweet delight
Of skin
On skin.
One of My Poems from the Poetry Treasures Anthology
Lonely Train is one of my poems included in Poetry Treasures anthology. Below is a video of me reading Lonely Train, followed by links to the Poetry Treasures anthology.
Book Links:
Universal book links https://books2read.com/u/3n7BDR
Amazon https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0933KSJR9
My Date with Kate
When I went out on a date
With a gorgeous young lady named Kate,
That naughty Miss Rose
Took off her clothes.
And the police they stormed the gate!
There Once Was a Talented Old Beagle
There once was a talented old beagle
Who wrote for the great Der Spiegel.
Just last May
He passed away,
And was replaced by a golden eagle!
Poetry Treasures Anthology
I am delighted to be able to announce that I have been included in the Poetry Treasures anthology.
Book Description:
A collection of poetry from the poet/author guests of Robbie Cheadle on the “Treasuring Poetry” blog series on Writing to be Read in 2020. Open the book
and discover the poetry treasures of Sue Vincent, Geoff Le Pard, Frank Prem, Victoria (Tori) Zigler, Colleen M. Chesebro, K. Morris, Annette Rochelle Aben, Jude Kitya Itakali, and Roberta Eaton Cheadle.
Book Links:
Universal book links https://books2read.com/u/3n7BDR
Amazon https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0933KSJR9
Unlocking Prufrock
Shall I unlock
Eliot’s Prufrock
Where poetic mist
Shrouds meaning?
A dinner party.
Perhaps something arty
Yet some insist
On another meaning …
Envelope
She’s late for their date.
Its always the same way.
After their play
She takes away
An invisible rope
In a plain, white envelope
A Young Man of Liverpool and His Mule
There once was a young man of Liverpool
Who rode round the town on a mule.
As he rested in Tesco
A young lady named Flo
Said, “how much for you and that mule!”
There Was a Young Lady of Rangoon
There was a young lady of Rangoon
Who decided to fly to the moon.
Whilst pausing at Southend
She found a boyfriend.
And flew with him back to Rangoon
K Morris - Poet 