His bed learned to speak.
Ere the week
Had passed,
That bed was only good
For firewood …
His bed learned to speak
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There was a young man named Nool
There was a young man named Nool
Who made friends with a ghastly ghoul.
The local vicar, named Fred,
Shook his grey head,
And called him a blithering fool!
There was a young lady named Coral
There was a young lady named Coral
Who was extremely stern and moral.
She dated a man named Bill
Who asked “I wonder will …?”
It led to quite a quarrel!
Wired
Wires going into your head.
Are you dead
Or on life support?
Perhaps I aught
Not to intrude,
For it is rude
To stare.
But there,
To my surprise,
In front of my eyes
Is an actual cyborg,
Who does on technology gorge.
Blotches
Pale ghosts.
Stale scent.
Notches in bedposts.
Copybook blotches.
Too many to remember.
May to December
Self Pity
It didn’t happen because
She was
A prude.
“I wasn’t rude”
he thinks
As he drinks
Bitter beer alone,
His hand itching for the telephone.
British schoolgirl is first non-Japanese winner of Haiku competition
A British schoolgirl is the first non-Japanesewinner of a Japanese haiku competition. Gracie Starkey, who was 13 at the time when she composed the poem, visited Japan to receive the prestigious prize.
To read this beautiful haiku, and more about Gracie, please visit HERE,
Postmortem
They opened him up and found
… Nothing profound.
Some say it is in his poetry,
Others disagree.
Whatever the case may be
He is now, forever, free
Open Goal
How long before they impale
Themselves on email
Or text?
How vexed
They would be
To hang from their own tree.
The goal stands undefended.
The keeper pretended
To watch, but slept.
Inevitably someone wept
As into the open goal, the ball crept
A Conversation
First speaker: “Is it romantic?”
Second speaker: “no,
Although,
Some hold it to be so.
It is a frantic dance
Where romance
Has little chance”.
First Speaker: “Are you friends
Of a kind?”
Second speaker: “I find
That there are schemes,
Means
To ends.
It all depends
On what you mean by friends …”.
First speaker: “Is there ever respect?”
Second speaker: “I can not reject
The idea that there is sometimes respect,
But some will never accept
That this is often the case
So after imagined nightmares chase”.
First speaker: “Is it cold?”
Second speaker: “Warm arms enfold
But gold
Is by it’s nature cold”.
K Morris - Poet 