My book Samantha will be available for free in the Kindle store from Tuesday 16th June until Saturday 20th June.
Samantha tells the story of a young girl forced into prostitution in the city of Liverpool. Can Sam’s love for Peter, a man she meets in a nightclub, save her? Or will Sam end her life in the murky waters of Liverpool’s Albert Dock?
To access the book, please click here for the UK and here for the US.
I see
My shadow go
In front of me,
In the dark.
One day, I shall depart.
But you will find
That I have left behind,
My shadow of art.
Here are three poems ‘Autumn’, ‘Autumn Fly’ and ‘Bush in the Rain’ read by me. The poems are illustrated by photographs of the autumn woods, taken by my friend Shanelle.
BUSH IN THE RAIN
AUTUMN
AUTUMN FLY
Cheap shoes
On expensive legs.
A man may choose
To lose
Time in beds
With girls who watch the clock.
Tick tock.
The frock
Goes back on
And she is gone
In her cheap shoes,
On Expensive legs,
To meet,
Under the same (yet different sheet),
With another man who, lying in bed
May, through his extasy
Hear the drear
Tick tock
And see
That she
Does watch the clock.
Or maybe
He will sense
That she does so
And will learn to know
The expense
Of cheap
Shoes,
And ponder on the recompense
Of gorgeous legs
He can not keep.
Then sleep
In his, empty, bed.
To be in with a chance of winning a free signed copy of my recently released book ‘The Selected Poems of K Morris’, please answer the following question:
Who composed ‘The Ballad of Reading Gaol’?
The rules:
1. Only one copy of my selected poems is available.
2. The first person to provide the correct answer wins a free copy of my book.
3. The competition is open to readers worldwide!
4. Please do not leave the answer in the comments section below this post (as other people will be able to read your answer!). Please send your answers to kmorris poet (at) gmail dot com (the address is given in this manner to avoid spam).
5. The competition closes on the 30th September, at 12pm UK time. Entries received after this date will not be considered.
You can find my selected poems here for the UK and here for the US.
To read a recent review of my book please visit here.
This book encompasses poems composed between 2013-19. The poems included here have been selected from ‘Lost in the Labyrinth of my Mind’, ‘My Old Clock I Wind and other poems’, ‘The Writer’s Pen and other poems’, ‘Dalliance; a collection of poetry and prose’, ‘Refractions’, and ‘The Girl who Wasn’t There’. In addition a number of previously unpublished poems are included in this book.The poems range from those dealing with nature to others, which touch on the passage of time and mortality.
Vita Brevis Press are seeking submissions for an anthology centred around the themes of pain and renewal.
The submission period is open september-october.
To find out more or to submit, please follow this link https://vitabrevisliterature.com/anthology-submission/
A young lady whose name was Wood
Said, “I shall always be very good,
But, whilst out walking one day
In a field of sweet hay,
She did what she never should!
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A paperback edition will be available in the next couple of weeks, and an announcement will appear here once the print book is available for purchase.
This book encompasses poems composed between 2013-19. The poems included here have been selected from Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind, My Old Clock I Wind and Other Poems, The Writer’s Pen and Other Poems, Dalliance; a Collection of Poetry and Prose, Refractions, and The Girl who Wasn’t There.
In addition, a number of previously unpublished poems are included in this book.
The poems range from those dealing with nature to others, which touch on the passage of time and mortality.
(For links to my previously published books, please visit my website’s “About” page, https://kmorrispoet.com/about/).
Do lamp posts
Show, by their fitful glow
The ghosts
Of sinners long ago?
And, on seeing that fitful glow
Do dying men go
Back, down that dark track
And perceive
Ghosts under lamp posts.
And, if so
Do they grieve
For the money spent
On cheap scent
Long ago?
Perhaps it is so,
But That, I can not know.
Changing faces.
So many graces
But, always, the same change.
Exchange of faces.
So many graces,
But, always, the same change.
Passing faces.
So many graces,
But, always, the same change.
Rearrange of faces.
Long lost graces,
But, the same, inevitable, change.
