| On leaving
The half-empty pub On a spring Evening, I heard birdsong. I love These chill Nights , when the trill Of birds is heard On the still Street. Their unconscious art Calls to my sad Glad heart. It was always so. And I know Their song will remain Until I gain The churchyard path Where all must pass.
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This much inked sheet
Will, I think
Have yet another verse –
Should we meet.
I was pleased to receive the below review of my collection of poetry, More Poetic Meanderings:
“I am a big fan of Kevin’s poems and I was excited to hear he had another poem book out. I couldn’t wait to meander through it. It is different from my usual reads and I think that is why I like them so much. For me they add a sense of peace and calm and helps me to restore my energy. There are so many wonderful poems throughout this book, my favourite being Nature and my favourite room but they are all really good. When I need to relax I will definitely be picking this book up.
Check out Kevin’s other poem books on his website:
I received an ARC copy of this book for an honest review.”
(To read the original review please visit https://echoesinanemptyroom.com/2023/04/18/more-poetic-meanderings-by-k-morris/. The review can also be found on Goodreads here https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/5493687482).
A poet rhymes
Of party time.
Hyped at night
On dusty lines
And cigarettes,
She feels unreal,
But never forgets
Her lines.
I knew an old lady named Lin
Who was fond of very fine gin.
I am pleased to say
That when she passed away
Lin left me some very fine gin …!
I was pleased to receive the below review of my recently released collection of poetry, More Poetic Meanderings:
“I always find collections of poems by this author to be an interesting and thought-provoking selection of musings, and this collection was no exception. I also always inevitably have my favourites, which in this case were “My Coffee Grows Cold” and “Poetry In Rain” with “My Dog (Still Young)” being another I really enjoyed. I also thought it was fun seeing the versions of some of the poems as continued by Chat GPT.”
(To read the original review on Goodreads please visit https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/5451435688).
As I strolled past a red light
I saw my old friend vicar White.
He was chatting away
To pretty Miss Fay.
He’s a sociable old vicar is White …
Doorbell late at night.
In she slips.
A man’s brief delight
As curtains twitch …
There once was a man named Prufrock
Who became known for losing a sock.
He dreamed of a mermaid,
(Who was far from staid).
So I guess she kept his sock!
A young lady who is really arty
Is a member of the Labour Party.
Her Conservative old lover
Has a Communist brother
Who likes to dress as a smarty!
K Morris - Poet 