I recall the fountain’s fall
Reminding me of rain.
Hospital patients come and go.
Sometimes, the water stops,
Then begins again.
But when sickles chop
Life’s flow stops.
The Hospital Fountain
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Pigeon Pie
I know a young man named Guy
Who has a fondness for pigeon pie.
I hear from Fay
That he’s flown away.
Fay and I, we blame the pie!
Foresters Have Left Woodchips
Foresters have left woodchips
And great logs to lie
By the woodland path.
Sometimes I pause and sit,
But often pass by.
And on this spring day
I see the inevitability
That all things must decay.
Yet I have sunshine
And young women and wine.
And this fleeting time.
(Doubtless this poem was influenced by Ernest Dowson)
The Tinkle of Windchimes
The tinkle of windchimes
And birdsong heard in my mum’s garden
Brought into my mind
Life’s great beauty, and thoughts of mortality.
An Update on My Admission to Walton Neuro Centre
On 27 February, I wrote about my admission to Walton Neuro Centre in Liverpool where I Underwent treatment for a brain abscess (https://kmorrispoet.com/2025/02/27/an-explanation-from-kevin-morris/).
I am delighted to report that I was discharged from Walton Neuro Centre and I’m now writing this in my mum’s back garden as birds sing and wind chimes tinkle.
I am grateful beyond words to the staff in Walton Neuro Centre for their excellent care.
Some of the poems I composed whilst in hospital will find their way into a future poetry collection, or perhaps into a book dedicated to my experiences of dealing with my brain abscess.
You can find out about the Walton Centre here Home | The Walton Centre Website.
The Charms of a Young Woman’s Arms
When rich old men
Are seen with young women on their arm,
I must condemn them
For tempting such women into lives of sinning
As for the charms
Of girl’s arms? I can not afford them …!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Frosted Glass
Frosted Glass windows
That advertise
Massage. Many men
Pass by.
Some tell lies …
.
Copyright: Kevin Morris.
The Vegan Vampire
I met a young lady named Moriah
Who said, “I am a Vegan vampire!.
I never drink blood,
But fruit is good!”.
She’s a very funny girl is Moriah!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
The Song of the Siren
I was glancing through my archives earlier today, and came across this poem, which I am reposting, https://kmorrispoet.com/2017/04/03/k-morris-reading-his-poem-siren/
The Siren
I once met a pretty siren named Lee
Who invited me to play in the sea.
But the water was cold
And I have been told
Not to play with sirens in the sea!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
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