To live and die
As a fly,
Knowing only this wood, this sky.
Yet here am I
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Inocence Lost
Once she had ideals.
Now her fate she seals
In late night deals
And slip-off heels
There was a young author named Hurn
There was a young author named Hurn
Who lived in a place called Pitcairn.
He wrote about a girl he knew,
Which one aught not to do!
So they drummed him out of Pitcairn!
There was a young man called Mcqueen
There was a young Man called Mcqueen
Who was part of a certain scene.
He wrote a book,
At which I refuse to look,
But I hear its quite obscene …!
Objectification
The girl objectified
Died.
Then
When he had had enough
They discussed
Politics or some such guff.
The Extraordinary Has Become Ordinary
The extraordinary
Has become ordinary
And joy
For girl and boy
Is a mere matter
Of pounds, shillings and pence.
Dreams shatter
And his expense
Is a ticket to stations:
Anticipation,
Vanishing Expectation,
And their final destination … Despair
Summer Is
Summer is stinging bees
And flies on the cheese
That mother put out,
(Oh hear her shout)!
Summer is a gentle breeze
That ruffles the skirts
Of girls who tease
And flirt.
Summer is too much wine
And crossing a line
Though (at the time)
This seemed perfectly fine …
Dust
I drink
My wine and think
On bed,
Fertile wombs,
And tombs,
Where sleep the dead
Why Do You Seek The Perfect Rose?
Why do you seek the perfect rose?
For heaven knows
That it’s scent
Is all too soon spent.
Results of the competition to win a print copy of “My Old Clock I Wind and Other Poems” by Kevin Morris
On 8 June, I launched a competition offering my readers a chance to win a free, signed copy of my forthcoming collection of poetry, “My Old Clock I Wind and Other Poems”, https://newauthoronline.com/2017/06/08/your-chance-to-win-a-signed-print-copy-of-poet-kevin-morriss-forthcoming-collection-of-poetry-my-old-clock-i-wind-and-other-poems/.
I am pleased to announce that the winner is Annette Rochelle Aben, https://annetterochelleaben.wordpress.com/
Congratulations to Annette who wins a signed copy of my book.
The answer to the question I set on 8 June, is “The Highwayman” by Alfred Noyes.
To read this wonderful English balad please go to https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poems/detail/43187
