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A Young Lady Whose Name Is Ling

A young lady whose name is Ling
Tied me up in the budding spring,
And when the summer came
She did exactly the same.
I wonder what the autumn will bring?

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My “Selected Poems” is now available for purchase in the Kindle store

I am delighted to announce that my Selected Poems is now available for purchase in the Amazon Kindle store.

If you are a UK customer please click here, https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07WW8WXPP/. Or for the US or elsewhere, please follow this link, https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07WW8WXPP/.

A paperback edition will be available in the next couple of weeks, and an announcement will appear here once the print book is available for purchase.

Book Description:

This book encompasses poems composed between 2013-19. The poems included here have been selected from Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind, My Old Clock I Wind and Other Poems, The Writer’s Pen and Other Poems, Dalliance; a Collection of Poetry and Prose, Refractions, and The Girl who Wasn’t There.

In addition, a number of previously unpublished poems are included in this book.

The poems range from those dealing with nature to others, which touch on the passage of time and mortality.

(For links to my previously published books, please visit my website’s “About” page, https://kmorrispoet.com/about/).

I Know A Young Lady Named Hortense

I know a young lady named Hortense
Whose poems just do not make sense!
She writes them in latin
Whilst dressed in pink satin,
And they’re all in the present tense!

I know a young lady named Hortense
Whose poems just do not make sense!
She writes them in latin
Whilst dressed in pink satin,
And I wish she’d mend my fence!

Some Find It Easy To Write About Death

Some find it easy to write about death
And readers raise
A glass in praise
Of their art.
Larkin feared the loss of breath
And, in Aubade
Played out his fears.
Whilst others hide inside
Their art
The fear that lurks within their heart.