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Alice
There was a young lady named Alice
Who lived in the great Crystal Palace.
She was a naughty little minx
And into all kinds of kinks.
But Alice, she had absolutely no malice!
An Update on My New Poetry Collection
On 24 May, I made an announcement regarding my forthcoming poetry collection (please see here, https://kmorrispoet.com/2020/05/24/my-forthcoming-poetry-collection/).
My book is in the process of being proof read. And, as mentioned in the above post, I hope to be in a position to publish it by the end of June or at the beginning of July.
As a taster, I have included below a recording of me reading one of the poems which appears in my new collection.
Birds in a Tree
In spring
I heard
Birds sing
With such ecstacy
In a tree,
As I did pass
Along the woodland path.
They sang not For me.
Yet it filled my heart,
And I almost forgot
My art
In their, unconscious poetry.
When An Extremely Fat Old Whig
When an extremely fat old Whig
Called a young Tory squire a prig,
His opponent gave a big smile
And said, “sir, wait a while
And I will feed you another fig!”.
A Recording Of Me Reading A Poem From My “Selected Poems”
This poem is included in my “Selected Poems”. “The Selected Poems of K Morris” can be found here
(for the UK), and here
(for amazon.com customers).
Out of Time
This poem is not currently included in any of my books
Age and Youth
You say
That the aged
Should give way
To youth.
For the aged
Are from a bygone age
And have nothing to say
To youth.
You,in your early twenties,
So empty
Yet, so sure
That youth
Is the one and only truth.
Why should I engage
With a pencil jot upon a page
That a rubber, so soon obscures?
When Darkness Falls
At close of day
They say
That ghosts pass through walls.
And, when darkness falls
Cheap perfume
Fills the lonely man’s bedroom.
But ghosts,
Leave no notches on bedposts.
When a Young Lady Named Miss Heart
When a young lady named miss Heart
Said, “we must stay 2 meters apart”.
And I said, “is that due to Corona?”,
She said, “no, I’ve always been a loner,
And I really don’t like your art!”.
K Morris - Poet 