There was a young lady called May
Who went to roll in the hay.
A naughty gnome
Said, “you should be at home”.
She replied, “come hither and play”!
There Was A Young Lady Called May
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There Was A Young Man From Prussia
There was a young man from Prussia
Who married a girl from Russia.
All went well
Then, sad to tell,
Prussia invaded Russia!
Would you like a free electronic copy of my latest collection of poetry, “Refractions”?
From today (Monday 19 September) until Friday 23 September, I am offering my readers a free electronic copy of my recently published collection of poetry, “Refractions”.
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Kevin
Vulture
He met a vulture
Of sculpture
Fine.
To him she did seem divine.
Her words
Would the pretty birds
Charm
And all scruples disarm.
No alarm
He heeded
Though his conscience pleaded,
But none interceded
And the ground was seeded
With a poisoned crop.
Chop, chop
Her beak went
And a heart
Was forever rent.
He played his part
And set it down as art.
“All of Me” John Legend
Chiffon
Shimmering
In chiffon.
In fabric sheer
She passes near
Then is gone.
Shadows on the wall
I recall.
One can not catch a shade
For it is made
Of moonbeams
And passing dreams.
Tree
A tree may in beauty branch,
It’s leaves in the pure air,
Without a care
Dance
Tuneful birds,
Their song more precious than words
May in freedom sing
And solace bring
To the troubled soul.
The goal
Of girl and boy
Is joy.
Yet how easily does the wind of passion
Fashion
The fine tree in the crooked way.
The leaves say
Words
That cause the birds
To fly away.
One or two may stay
And the tree
By slow degree
Twists so it no longer resembles it’s noble shape.
The landscape darkens
And the vulture harkens
To the tree’s word.
Oh, would that it had gone unheard!
Daffodils (with Apologies to William Wordsworth)
Ah, daffodils
That do banish all ills,
By performing a spritely dance.
Oh the romance
Of it all,
But then the rain did fall.
The flowers where beaten down
And the earth did drown
In a deluge most foul
Which made the poet scowl!
My dog did howl
For in my haste
To taste
Nature’s beauty
I forgot his towel
And my duty
To keep both him and I
Dry!
Oh blasted daffodils
And rain soaked hills!
I need my pills
For I feel chills
That will lay me low
So to the good doctor I must go!
Hey ho
I will romanticise it all
For I recall
How my public do adore
Poems about nature’s beauteous store!
“Leaves” by K Morris
Many thanks to Creative Dreamers for publishing my poem “Leaves”, as a guest post. For “Leaves” please visit, https://creativedreamers.wordpress.com/2016/09/14/leaves-by-kevin-morris/.
How to Promote Your Books
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How best to promote one’s literary masterpiece, is an issue which exercises the mind of many an author, including my own. In the spirit of reaching out to my fellow authors I thought it was high time for me to set out my thoughts on this most important of topics. Below are some suggestions which will, I hope prove helpful to those who labour over smoking hot keyboards:
1. Climb Nelson’s column and recite passages, from your books with the aid of a loud hailer from that vantage point. You will, no doubt attract a crowd of curious onlookers together with a fair quantity of pigeon droppings for Trafalgar Square is a magnet to which our feathered friends flock. If it’s a nice sunny day you might also wish to don colourful swimming attire thereby further delighting the audience who will be listening, with rapt attention to your every word.
2. Hide behind the bookshelves in W. H. Smiths or some other purveyor of books and jump out on potential readers shouting at the top of your voice, “buy my book, buy my book” and if they are so ungracious as to refuse to avail themselves of your literary masterpiece, belabour them around the head with a copy of same.
3. Remove other authors books from the shelves in public libraries (for they are mere dross when compared to your scribblings) and replace their works wwith copies of your worthy tomes.
4. When talking to potential dates, regail them with chapter and verse as to why they should purchase your books. I find it helps to back them into a corner and (if at all possible) to ensure there is no easy means of exit. You may well not find the love of your life by employing such a stratagem. However your ex date will, very probably buy your book in order to effect his/her escape!
5. Send out automated tweets, every 5 seconds or so saying “please, please, please buy my book”. Your Twitter followers will be so impressed with your efforts they will show their appreciation by purchasing your book in droves or, just possibly deserting you in droves …!
6. If all else fails, repeat and repeat again!
K Morris - Poet 