Had I the money, I would withdraw
From the world’s incessant roar
And wait in my gated home
For civilisation to be as Rome.
But no,
Perhaps we can avoid a collapse
And the roar
Will go
On as before.
Civilisation
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There Was A Young Parliamentarian Called Lear
There was a young parliamentarian called Lear
Who liked to shout “here, here”.
When it came to voting
He could be found out boating,
That nautical young parliamentarian called Lear!
There was a young parliamentarian called Lear
Who liked to shout “here, here”.
When it came to voting time
He composed a rhyme,
That poetical young parliamentarian called Lear!
Summer Frocks
Summer frocks
Gosamer thin
Caress skin.
The season unlocks
But not for him.
Crank
To be frank
A crank
Is a he
Or she
With whom we
Disaagree …
(Written in response to https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/crank/).
The Sinner’s Confession
I have yearned
And turned
To what I ought
Not.
While hot
I have
Been momentarily glad
To
Go through.
Then
When
‘Tis done
I run
To what is true,
Mistress Nature who
Does not care
Where
I have been
Or who seen.
The Commons Debate
The Commons debate
Matters of weight.
While in spring
Flowers pleasure bring
There Was A Young Man Called Wood
There was a young man called Wood
Who on a river bank stood.
He wept over a maid
Who was both pretty and staid.
He really wished she would …
A review of my collection of poetry “My Old Clock I Wind and Other Poems”
I was delighted to receive the following review of “My Old Clock I Wind”:
“A book of poetry by K. Morris. The poems explore different themes, lamenting the passing years, questioning what is called “progress” among others, but there are some nonsensical funny ones too …”. (To read the review in its entirety please visit, https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/2356305979?book_show_action=true&from_review_page=1).
You can find “My Old Clock” on Goodreads here, https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35445316-my-old-clock-i-wind-and-other-poems. And in the Amazon Kindle store here, https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0735JBVBG.
The book is also available from Moyhill Publishing (in ebook and print), http://moyhill.com/clock/.
A braille edition can be purchased from the Royal National Institute of Blind People (RNIB). To purchase “My Old Clock IWind” in braille please go to http://www.rniblibrary.com/iguana/www.main.cls?surl=a1, enter “my old clock I wind k morris”, click search and my book should be displayed.
There Was A Young Man Called Pete
There was a young man called Pete
Who did my wine cellar deplete.
Being drunk as a lord
He fell on his sword.
That unfortunate young man called Pete.
(Written in response to https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/deplete/).
There Was A Young Man Called Bill
There was a young man called Bill
Who had his hand in the till.
When his boss named Mike
Said “go take a hike”
He left along with the till.
K Morris - Poet 