When dreams turn to nightmares
On endless dark stairs
And you are alone
In your castle of bones,
And you pray
For the day
That may never come,
You are in the nightmare
Of despair,
Where there is nowhere
To run.
When they speak of light
You see only night,
But the endless black stairs
Of your nightmares
May melt away
Into the day
And the sun
May come.
Should I make a full confession
Concerning my most recent shocking indiscretion?
It concerns Miss Amy
And her girlfriend Jamie –
And a lawyer who advised discretion …!
When a young lady traveling in my carriage
Said, “sir, I think you are proposing marriage!”,
I said to her, “Claire,
Lets stick to an affair.
Then she kicked me out of that carriage!
I often find
The fox’s bark
Fills my mind.
How fast the light
Fades in woodland glades
And becomes the dark
Of suffocating night.
In the park
Where children play
His cold, sharp bark
Seems to say
You spend your day
In the sun
But the night
Blots out light
And your day
Is done.
(The final stanza is very long compared to the first 2 and I am not sure how the poem hangs together. Would welcome the views of my readers. Thanks. Kevin).
When a young lady smoking a cigar
Said, “has anyone seen my new bra?”,
An ageing rake known as Morris
Passed her The Odes of Horace,
But he kept that young lady’s bra!
I can not count
The amount
Of girl’s bare feet
That have passed
Before my glass.
Time depletes
Us all.
Then we fall
Into a bed
Where all
Lust is dead.
Sitting in this darkening room
I feel desire
For a girl’s sweet perfume,
But the flame
Is not the same
As of yore.
For flames die
And turn to ash.
And I
Must pass
From bedroom to tomb
Where love and lust
Are one in dust.
I once had a girlfriend named Jamie
Who said, “this relationship is too samey!”.
When I suggested we see Miss White
She said, “we did that last night!
Lets have Miss Right tonight”, said Jamie …!
There was a young lady named Ria
Who, it being a brand new year,
Drank a whole bottle of wine,
Which was more or less fine,
But then she turned to strong beer …!
I would like to wish all of my readers a very happy new year. Thank you for reading, commenting and liking my poetry and other posts during 2022, and thanks also to those of you who have read my books.
I hope 2023 is a good year for you.
Very best wishes. Kevin
K Morris - Poet 