The slow
Tick tock
Of the inexorable clock
Says “all must go”
In the end,
Though some pretend
‘Tis not so”.
The Inexorable Clock
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My Poem “There is No Light” Included in March’s Virtual Dodo
My poem “There is No Light” appears in March’s Virtual Dodo. It is the penultimate poem on the page.
To read “There is No Light” please visit https://dodovidpoets.blogspot.com/2022/03/virtual-dodo-8.html
When I Found Old Father Time
When I found old Father Time
Trapped within a very ancient rhyme,
And he did shout,
“Please let me out!”,
I said, “all in good time!”
My Shadow
My shadow
Does pass
Along the sunlit path.
My shadow will go
Into the woods
I so love.
Nell Who Went Down to Hell
When a wicked young lady named Nell
Died and went straight down to Hell,
She said, with a sigh,
“I do miss the sky,
And this Hell has a terrible smell!”
Miss White’s Rose
When a young lady named White
Showed me her rose last night,
I admired that flower
For many an hour.
Then her boyfriend started a fight!
Fumbling Hands
I have gone with desire
And jumped into the fire
And have found
A truth profound:
That all flesh tires
And hands that fumble
Must crumble
Into dust.
Poetry Reading at the Upper Norwood Library Hub at 7 pm on Wednesday 30 March 2022
I am pleased to announce that I shall be reading my poetry at the Upper Norwood Library Hub on Wednesday 30 March at 7 pm. For details of the venue please visit this link https://www.uppernorwoodlibraryhub.org/.
I will read from my recently published collection Leaving and Other Poems https://www.amazon.co.uk/Leaving-other-poems-Kevin-Morris-ebook/dp/B09R8NG6WQ.
I hope to record the event and link to the video here.
If you have queries regarding the event please email kmorris poet (at) gmail . com, or leave a comment here.
I hope to see some of you on 30 March.
Kevin
New Newsletter and TikTok Uploads
I have updated my TikTok page with a number of new videos:
I have also posted my monthly newsletter: https://mailchi.mp/e3bc704eb57c/march-author-newsletter
I Saw a Young Lady in Red
I saw a young lady in red
Standing in my room on her head.
I said to her, “Bess,
I do like your dress,
But why is it covering your head!”
