There once was a man known as Lee
Who went and wrote an obituary of me.
I am still alive
And continue to thrive.
But that Lee he drowned out at sea!
Lee Who Wrote an Obituary of Me
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The Hospital Fountain
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.
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.
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 …!
.
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!
.
Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Light Fingered Jim
A thief who was tall and slim
Had the nickname of light fingered Jim
Until a girl called Pat
Set a cunning trap
Which did for that light fingered Jim!
.
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/
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