She has not much to lose
Save for her shoes,
For her legs are almost bare
To the summer air.
And one must confess
That’s not much of a dress.
But when attending confession
She shows some discretion.
So lets not cast aspersions
Nor bear a grudge
For I have heard assertions
Her favourite is a judge!
I am delighted to announce that I will be appearing on Vancouver Co-Op Radio’s The World Poetry Reading Series at 9 pm (UK time) on Thursday 26 August. Due to the wonders of Zoom, the recording will take place at 7 pm this evening and be broadcast 4 days later.
A podcast of my interview will, I understand be available after the show for those who are unable to listen on Thursday evening. You can find details of the World Poetry Reading Series here http://www.coopradio.org/content/world-poetry-cafe-2.
During my interview, I shall discuss and read my poetry. Amongst the poems I shall be reading will be several which are due to be included in Croydon Poetry Hour Anthology 2021/22, which is scheduled for publication later this year. I was fortunate to have a number of my poems published in Croydon Poetry Anthology 2019/2020. You can find the 2019/2020 anthology here https://www.lulu.com/en/gb/shop/croydon-poets/croydon-poetry-hour-anthology-201920/paperback/product-rjpqzd.html?page=1&pageSize=4.
My thanks to Ariadne Sawyer of World Poetry Reading Series for her kindness in featuring me and my work on her show.
His anticipation of dissipation.
There will be wine
With a girl divine.
Just his type.
And she may stay
For the night.
He sends her train fair.
“I’m on my way”
Her Watsap will say.
He goes to buy wine.
While she smiles
And remains online.
When a young lady who is really curious
Said, “I like to go fast and furious!”.
Me and Miss Stride
Had a great ride.
But her boyfriend he was more than furious!
The self-scan says goodbye.
Elsewhere, a solitary man
Issues a command
To a webcam
And a literary guy
Wanders The Wasteland.
Desire builds a fire
Which burns. and turns
To ash and dust.
When a young lady named Bland
Lost a pretty little pink hairband,
And the wife of vicar Ted
Found it in the marital bed.
The vicar he just couldn’t understand …!
We tread a fine line
Between the devil and divine.
And slip and trip
From time to time.
A young lady wearing fine silk stockings
Said, “the people’s behaviour is truly shocking!
Why do they stare!”.
I said, “dear Claire,
I’ve heard clothes go well with stockings!”.
When a young lady whose name is Anna
Said, “Sir, I really don’t like your manner!”.
I said, “I’m sorry for that
But please tell your horrid tomcat
Not to whack me with that old spanner!”.
K Morris - Poet 