These trees
Speak to me
Of mortality.
Touching old bark
And cold gravestone,
I hark
To the birds
Still heard
By me.
These trees
Speak to me
Of mortality.
Touching old bark
And cold gravestone,
I hark
To the birds
Still heard
By me.
A beautiful young lady named White
Brought delight to me last night.
In a backstreet hotel
That I know well
We composed poetry all last night.
When a scantily clad Miss Lyme
Said, “is this your first time?”,
A great poet I know
Said, “me and Miss flow,
We spend much time in rhyme”.
I am pleased to announce that my collection of short stories, The Suspect and Other Tales is free in the Kindle store for the next 5 days. To download your free copy please visit this link, https://www.amazon.co.uk/Suspect-other-tales-K-Morris-ebook/dp/B00PKPTQ0U.
If you do read The Suspect and Other Tales do please consider leaving a review.
Many thanks. Kevin
A young lady who is truly divine
Came round to mine for some wine.
Her name it is Pam.
Now she’s pushing a pram.
I wonder, will the baby like wine?
When young women play
With rakes who pay
Them in bright dust,
A few must
Find another kind
Of dust
Occupies their mind.
I am pleased to announce that my short story Samantha is currently free in the Amazon Kindle store, https://www.amazon.co.uk/Samantha-K-Morris-ebook/dp/B00BL3CNHI. The free promotion will end on Friday 3 February.

Samantha tells the story of a young woman forced into prostitution in the city of Liverpool. Can Sam survive or will she end her days in the murky waters of Liverpool’s Albert Dock.
I grew up in Liverpool and return there frequently to visit family. Consequently I know the city well and a number of Liverpool landmarks feature in Samantha.
If you do download Samantha do please consider leaving a review.
Many thanks. Kevin
A most enterprising young lady named Maddy
Is looking for a rich sugar daddy.
When I had money
I was her honey.
But now I’ve been dumped by Maddy …
A most forgetful young lady named Lou
Has a habit of losing a shoe.
My dear old wife
Is waving a knife,
And my dog he’s found Lou’s shoe …
There once was a short sighted hairdresser
Who confessed to the great Father Confessor.
He said to her, “Bess,
It is right to confess.
But you are addressing my Welsh dresser!