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“The Girl Who Wasn’t There And Other Poems”, Cover Reveal

Many thanks to Chris Graham (AKA The Story Reading Ape) for designing the book cover for my forthcoming collection of poetry, “The Girl Who Wasn’t There And Other Poems”. I had originally intended to entitle my book, “We are All In The Gutter, But Some Of Us Are Looking At The Stars”. However, on reflection I determined on “The Girl Who Wasn’t There And Other Poems”. The Wilde quote does however live on as can be seen from the description on the back cover.

I am aiming to publish “The Girl Who Wasn’t There And Other Poems” in September of this year in ebook and print formats.

You can find details of my previous collection of poetry and prose, “Dalliance” by following these links:

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We Are All In The Gutter, But Some Of Us Are Looking At The Stars

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I will be taking a break from blogging over the UK bank holiday weekend. I will be preparing my new collection of poetry for publication. The title is “We Are All In The Gutter, But Some Of Us Are Looking At The Stars”, which is a quote from the great Oscar Wilde. As the title suggests, the collection will be a compilation of some of my darker poetry.

On first reading, the quote is bleak. The gutter suggests the lowest point in the life of man or what some might label “a low mode of living”! However the fact “some of us are looking at the stars” suggests hope or the possibility of change for the better.

The new collection will join my existing book, “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose” which can be found here, (http://www.amazon.com/Dalliance-collection-poetry-prose-Morris-ebook/dp/B00QQVJC7E/ref=cm_cr_pr_bdcrb_top?ie=UTF8).

Kevin

Waking Early

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Waking early I lie,

Darkness still shrouds the sky.

One day or night I will die,

There will be no more awakening to the sky.

Is death the final sleep,

Through which no dreams creep?

Or a perpetual dream,

wherein our consciousness forever streams?

Often, when dreaming, I believe myself to be awake.

On waking, I realise my mistake.

But how can I be certain the land of sleep is behind,

That I am not in a dream confined?

I lack the wisdom of a divine,

So can not answers find.

Lie Down With Dogs Get Up With Fleas

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From the sunlit uplands man’s heart turns.

Those who play in the gutter attract germs.

The birds soar above,

While in the dirt man grubs.

Flowers are trampelled underfoot,

All that is noble is reduced to dust.

The rats scurry away,

They have no stomach to fight and stay.

Lust

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Unadulterated lust.

Needs must.

No scent of musk,

Just dust

And my nose savouring the scent of books!

(The above was inspired by reading the following post by Jennifer Calvert, https://jennifercalvertwriter.wordpress.com/2015/06/17/lustful-sin/. If you haven’t already please do check out Jennifer’s blog).

Kevin

Bedposts

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Bedposts stand and watch

As we our lives botch.

Never counting the cost

Of love wasted and lost.

Bedposts know,

That lovers come and go

And man sows what he reaps.

Would that they could speak.

K Morris reading a selection of his poems

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Shanelle Webb reading K Morris’ poem ‘I am the girl who wasn’t there’.

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A 5 Star Review Of My Book “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose”

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Many thanks to Olivia Emily for taking the time to read and review my book, “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose”. For Olivia’s 5 star review of “Dalliance” please visit the following link, (https://bibliomad.wordpress.com/2015/08/19/dalliance-a-collection-of-poetry-and-prose-by-k-morris-book-review/).

Kevin