When anthologised
The poet’s work survives.
He dies.
But every pure thought
(And kink)
Is, forever caught
In ink.
Therefore, I think
That the poet, most wise
Ought to shrink
From being anthologised …
Anthologised
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There Was A Young Lady Of Dover
There was a young lady of Dover
Who was fond of rolling in clover.
A cow called Lou
Gave her a chew,
So she left off rolling in clover!
The Man of Pleasure Knows
The man of pleasure knows
That behind the bright light
And girls of the night,
The rose
Turns to dust.
And all his lust
Will be
As she.
A Guide To Getting Published In UK Poetry Magazines
When Lou Lost Her Shoe
When a young lady named Lou
Lost a brand new high-heel shoe,
The good bishop Paul
Spoke of the fall.
And returned that shoe to Lou!
Hypocrisy
You see them,
Ghosts, standing under lamp posts,
Waiting for men.
And judge them (or not),
As the case may be).
Yet you hear not
The knock
On anonymous door
Of She
You call “whore”.
And, when she
In her heels steals away
Few have anything to say.
And her clientele,
They rarely tell.
Lockdown Humour
When a young lady named Ria
Said, “I shall in love and beer
Spend this second lockdown”,
She made me frown.
As its me who buys the beer!
Bird
Yesterday, in the early morning,
I heard you speak.
Just your bleak
Cry and I,
Ere the light was dawning.
I think on Macbeth
And the impending death
Of another year.
A bird, often unheard,
But forever here.
A Poem for November 5th (Bonfire Night)
In honour of bonfire or Guy Fawkes Night, I am reproducing below my poem “Catherine Wheel”, which can be found in “The Selected Poems of K Morris”:
Catherine Wheel
Sometimes I feel
Like a Catherine wheel;
My words as sparks,
Lighting the dark.
But who in December
Remembers
The fifth of November?
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“The Selected Poems of K Morris” is available as a Kindle download or in paperback from Amazon, https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07WW8WXPP/ and https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07WW8WXPP/.
Pat’s Bat
When a young man named Pat
Threatened me with a large bat
I said, “put down that mammal
Or I shall loose my camel!”.
So pat put down that bat!
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