The sweeper of leaves
Sweeps at all hours.
He takes new flowers.
And sometimes he leaves
Half-dead leaves, which quiver,
And wish to wither
Away. And we say
“Why take blooming flowers
When half-dead leaves stay?”
He sweeps at all hours.
All meet him one day.
You will fly
Home today
From far away
And I
May give in
To sin
In winter’s bleak weather.
I am no saint.
The idea is quaint
In these modern times.
But does Man’s pleasure
In composing rhymes
To slim young women
Equate to sin?
When a young lady named Wang
Out of my old wardrobe sprang
My friend Miss June
Struck up a tune,
And my neighbours they sweetly sang!
When a young lady named Fay
Said, “its great Boxing Day today!”
And she clenched her fist
I said, “you must desist!”
But that didn’t deter Miss Fay!
When I met Satan on Christmas day
And I said, “let us all pray”.
He said, “make no mistake,
I have a terrible headache!
I shall sleep off my hangover today!”
When a young lady named Miss Spink
Said, “would you like a Christmas drink?”
It ended under the table
With Spink and Miss Mabel
And a bishop dressed in bright pink!
A very happy Christmas to all of my readers. I hope the Christmas period is full of joy for you all.
I would like to thank all of you for reading, liking and commenting on my poems. A big thank you also to everyone who has read/reviewed my books.
With very best wishes. Kevin
I once composed a rather fine ballad
About a young lady and her salad.
But a person named Dan
Being a greedy young man
Ate that salad along with my ballad!
I forgot
The clock
When life got
In the way.
But he did stay
Ticking away my day.
When a wise and far sighted minister said,
“Good people, don’t kiss strangers under the mistletoe!”
I wondered whether one can go
To a pretty stranger’s bed
So long as you don’t kiss under mistletoe?
(Therese Coffey, a government Minister advises against kissing strangers under the mistletoe, https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-59500232?at_medium=RSS&at_campaign=KARANGA).
K Morris - Poet 