A young lady named Claire
Invited me into her lair,
Where we ate chocolate cake
But, when I tried to partake,
She threw me out of there!
A Young Lady Named Claire
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Brass Tack
You left your shoes behind
And it still occupies my mind.
You were neither white nor black,
And there is no turning back
For those shoes you left behind,
Which still occupy my mind.
Your accent was upper class
But, somewhere along the line
Fine
Metal
Did settle
For brass.
You left your shoes behind
And they still occupy my mind.
It is rarely white or black.
And the way
To a brass tack
Is easier than some say.
Celebrate National Poetry Day
Today (3 October) is National Poetry Day here in the United Kingdom. This years theme is truth, although you can write about anything, https://nationalpoetryday.co.uk/celebrate-national-poetry-day/.
To celebrate National Poetry Day I am publishing my poem “Shadows On The Wall”:
“Shadows on the wall,
I recall.
One cannot catch a shade,
For it is made
Of moonbeams
And passing dreams”.
“Shadows On The Wall” can be found in “The Selected Poems of K Morris”, which is available in paperback and Kindle formats here, https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07WW8WXPP/.
If you wish to share a poem you can use the hashtag #NationalPoetryDay.
Wednesday Humour
When a young lady named May
Said, “its National Poetry Day Today”,
And I replied, “no, its tomorrow”,
She wept in such great sorrow,
That I said, “please, go away!”.
Awaking with the beautiful dawn
I gave a tremendous yawn,
And as I rolled over in bed
I with great pleasure said,
“Its nice to know you, Miss Dawn”.
A Young Man Named Steed
A young man named Steed
Having a very strong need,
Approached a girl called Nell
Who, I’m ashamed to tell,
Poured him some strong mead!
There Was A Young Man Named Steve
There was a young man named Steve
Whose habit it was to thieve.
He broke into the house of Hogg,
Who owns a fearce old dog,
And few people grieve for Steve!
When A Young Lady Named Henrietta
When a young lady named Henrietta
Sent me an extremely rude letter,
I replied in a trice,
“That was not very nice,
And your spelling is atrocious, Henrietta!”.
A Naughty Young Lady Named Bella
A naughty young lady named Bella
Had more than just 1 fella,
But a bishop called Paul
Didn’t like that at all,
So saved her, by marrying Bella!
Leigh Who Likes Erotic Poetry
A young lady named Leigh
Is fond of erotic poetry,
Which she recites each night
By the moon’s soft light,
Whilst looking straight at me!
A young lady named Leigh
Is extremely fond of erotic poetry,
Which she writes each night
By the star’s bright light,
Whilst I’m hiding up a tree!
When A Young Lady Whose Name Is Yvette
When a young lady whose name is Yvette
Said, “my hair is very wet”,
And I said, “come in from the rain”,
She replied with the greatest disdain,
“But then my hair would not be wet!”.
K Morris - Poet 