A poem from my archives entitled “On a Quiet Sunday”:
On a quiet Sunday
In Spring
I heard the clock’s
Tick tock.
It said, “this day
Of spring
Is full of sunshine.
Girls without socks
Play. But sunshine
Does not stay.
And all rhyme
Has it’s time”.
My thoughts turn
To carpet burns.
A girl and I
By my gas fire.
I remember the flame
Of my desire.
But her name …?
On 24 June, I was interviewed by Ariadne Sawyer of the World Poetry Reading Series about my recently released poetry collection, “The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems”. The show was broadcast on Thursday 27 June and is now available as a podcast here World Poetry Cafe for June 27 with Kevin Morris by VictorSchwartzman | Mixcloud
My interview begins approximately 13 minutes into the podcast. During the interview, I read from “The Churchyard Yew” and discuss my poetry and writing process.
“The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems” is available as a Kindle download from Amazon and can be found here The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems eBook : Morris, K: Amazon.co.uk: Kindle Store
I was pleased to receive this 5 star review of my recently published collection, “The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems”:
“… The poems in this short but sweet collection cover myriad topics in a variety of styles. Some are about churchyards while others are about humans and animals. My favorite is “Going to Hell in a Hand Cart,” a perfect way to end the book. If you like straightforward, entertaining poetry, this book is for you.”
(To read the review in full please visit Amazon.co.uk:Customer reviews: The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems).
The dancing girls depart
And leave behind:
A man’s lustful heart,
An unquiet mind
And the poet’s art.
There once was an old squire named Ray
Who liked to go shooting all day.
His handsome butler called Morgan
Was good on the organ,
And the squire’s wife she loved to play!
I was delighted to receive the following 4 star review of my collection of poetry, “The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems” on Goodreads:
“This is a collection of almost 70 short poems. Most are reflections on mortality and the inevitability of death. Many compare human life to physical phenomena that do not experience death, or to nature, which transcends it. Weather and seasons are mentioned often, both as background and symbol …”.
(The full review can be found here Audrey Driscoll’s review of The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems (goodreads.com) The review is also on Amazon here Contemplations of Mortality (amazon.ca)
Something happened in her childhood, she said.
Now, at 20, she feels empty.
But makes money in bed.
Engrossed in their flirtatious play
They stand behind the bar.
The place is quiet for a summer’s evening.
I am near, and yet so far away.
Soon I will be leaving
Him and her together.
I finish my pint and leave alone.
Later, at home, I think on Larkin,
And whether they sleep together.
Its not my affair
But the poet’s indelicate question
Intrudes into my rhyme
Of lost youth and passing time.
A young lady said to me, “Kevin!
At 7 I’ll send you to heaven!”.
Her name is Miss Sun
And she’s waving a gun,
And the clock it is nearing 7!
K Morris - Poet 