A young lady whose name is Heart
Is a producer of extremely fine art.
I have oft seen her etching,
Although I’m more into my sketching,
But I’m very fond of Miss Heart!
A Young Lady Whose Name Is Heart
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Autumn
The scent of autumn is soon gone.
I shall live on
For a time
And take joy in rhyme
And the leaves
That please
Me
As they fall from a myriad
Tree.
I am glad
To forget my care
In this autumn air.
And shall learn to be
At one with leaf and tree.
A Young Lady Whose Name is Claire
A young lady whose name is Claire
Likes older men who have grey hair,
But on seeing mine,
She refused to dine,
She’s a fickle young lady is Claire!
Announcement of the winner of the competition to win a free, signed copy of my Selected Poems
Yesterday (9 September), I posted offering my readers the opportunity to enter a competition to win a free, signed copy of my “Selected Poems”, https://kmorrispoet.com/2019/09/09/im-offering-a-free-paperback-copy-of-my-book/. I am delighted to announce that Debbie Jones wins a signed paperback of my book. Many congratulations to Debbie and my sincere thanks to the other entrants. The answer to the question is, the great Oscar Wilde!
Please do check out Debbie’s blog, which can be found here, https://gloriasmud.com/.
A Young Lady Named Mel
A young lady named Mel
Runs an exceedingly seedy hotel,
Where a girl called Miss Bland
Takes respectable gentlemen by the hand,
Or so the tabloids tell!
A mention and The Poetry Jukebox
I was delighted to receive a mention on the blog of Giles L. Turnbull poet, regarding my recently released “Selected Poems”.
Giles also mentions the Poetry Jukebox who are seeking submissions from poets who identify as being disabled.
For Giles’s post please click here, http://gilesturnbullpoet.com/2019/09/08/speaking-of-poetry/
Gazelle
Graceful as a gazelle.
Tall and slim.
He knows well
That she is not for him.
Perhaps a man ought
Not to sin in thought
When he knows well
That a gazelle
Is not for him.
But what harm
To dream of the charm
Of a gazelle?
For all our lust
Must end in dust
And life is too short
To concern oneself with ought.
Vita Brevis Press is seeking submissions for new anthology
Vita Brevis Press are seeking submissions for an anthology centred around the themes of pain and renewal.
The submission period is open september-october.
To find out more or to submit, please follow this link https://vitabrevisliterature.com/anthology-submission/
When A Young Lady Named Ria
When a young lady named Ria
Shed many a most bitter tear,
And I asked, “why do you cry?”,
She said, “I don’t know why,
You had to finish all the beer!”.
There Once Was A Man Named Strange
There once was a man named Strange
Who resided in a most ancient grange.
All the furniture was Queen Ann,
And a ghastly ghoul called Dan,
Stalked the rooms of that ancient grange!
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