The Autumn dark is coming down.
One day I will drown
And leave the night
And the light.
For I am bound by dark
And will not fight
The inevitable night.
The Autumn Dark
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Walking Though the Graveyard in the Pouring Rain
Walking through the graveyard in the pouring rain
I do not feel alone
Nor do I regret the wet
For I can feel the heavy rain
While those who sleep beneath the gravestones
Are company for me.
And these old churchyard trees
Thrive in the rain.
Superior
I can be snobby and proud.
I lose myself in crowds
But rarely feel part of them.
Sometimes I feel myself superior
To other men.
But when my final breath
Is lost in death
There will be
No inferior or superior
Just common dust
Autumn Days
As I stood
In the leaf-strewn wood
Listening to birdsong,
I heard the leaves
Falling from trees
And thought how short
Is our birdsong.
And the Autumn breeze
Scented with leaves
Spoke of the joy
Of temperate days.
Yes, everything must decay.
But autumn lawns
Are covered in acorns
And children play
As I once did
When I hid
Amidst these Autumn trees
And fallen leaves.
Life’s Pleasures
I enjoy the sunshine
In early summertime
As I pass by tombs,
Stark and white
In the bright light.
I love the wild rain
And how it sound
Wraps me round
Calming my overheated brain.
Civilisation is an intricate clock.
But all clocks stop.
The dance ends my friend.
Listen to the rain
And watch the sun set.
When my friend said, “your poetry is dark”
When my friend said, “your poetry is dark”.
I could have said, “should I pretend
That we don’t all end
In the stark dark, my old friend”.
But I smiled and whiled away more time
In drink. But now rhyme
Of you and me. and truth in poetry.
Brief as Butterflies
I awoke to rain today.
I will walk where water drips
From spring leaves and flowers
For time slips away
And all our little hours
Are brief as butterflies,
Who flit by without a sigh.
The Paperback Edition of “Passing through: some thoughts on life and death” is Available to Purchase in the Amazon Kindle Store
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The Play of the Sunlight
I watch with delight
The play of the sunlight
On my wardrobe.
I came out of night
Unrobed into sunlight
To smile for a while.
And return to night.
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.
K Morris - Poet 