I leave the pub behind
And find
In the song of birds
The truth not heard
In the words
Of men
Who prate and hate.
So I listen to birds
And purifying rain
For there is no hate
In birds or rain.
Birds and Men
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A Girl’s Heart
She removed her dress
Giving him access
To all her parts
Except her heart
Ron the Poet
There once was a poet named Ron
Who said, “poetry is for everyone!”,
But when he wrote on a bus
The driver created such a fuss!
As he didn’t like poetry or Ron!
Miss Rusty
When a young lady known as Rusty
Said, “you Sir are old and crusty!”.
I said to her, “Miss,
Some girls bring great bliss.
But you Miss are so very rusty!”
Jeff the Chef
There once was a Labrador called Jeff
Who took a job as a chef.
He ate all the food
And was thought very rude,
But he loved his job did Jeff!
The Church and the Tree
Touching this tall old tree
I wonder what feels real to me:
This church of cold stone
Where people go to show their religiosity,
Or this rough bark
Warm from the spring sun.
It is the bark
That calls to my heart
And this gentle sun.
A Ghoul in the School Swimming Pool
There once was a ghastly ghoul
Who haunted a school swimming pool.
When the headmistress Jane
Gave him the cane
He yelled and left that pool!
There Once Was a Vampire in Brighton
There once was a vampire in Brighton
Who liked all the people to frighten,
Until a waitress called Lake
Offered him a big steak,
Which frightened that vampire out of Brighton!
On Hearing the Wind Sing
On hearing the wind sing
And the wild rain
Battering at my window pane,
I know I am
But mortal man.
A temporary thing.
Some Thoughts on Ernest Dowson
Often I think
On a fine poet who rhymed
Of women and wine
And who died of excess drink
At just 32.
All his party time
And his lust
Hid fear of dust.
Now I find in his rhyme
A great pleasure
In my leisure time.
But I have more than rhyme
To fill time.
K Morris - Poet 