When I found a most aristocratic old ghost
In my kitchen stuffing his mouth with toast,
And he said, “I’m an aristocrat!”,
I said, “I can see that !
And you’re stuffing your mouth with my toast!”.
The Aristocratic Old Ghost
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Birds on a Spring Evening
| On leaving
The half-empty pub On a spring Evening, I heard birdsong. I love These chill Nights , when the trill Of birds is heard On the still Street. Their unconscious art Calls to my sad Glad heart. It was always so. And I know Their song will remain Until I gain The churchyard path Where all must pass.
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This Much Inked Sheet
This much inked sheet
Will, I think
Have yet another verse –
Should we meet.
Party Girl
A poet rhymes
Of party time.
Hyped at night
On dusty lines
And cigarettes,
She feels unreal,
But never forgets
Her lines.
Lin Who Was Very Fond of Fine Gin
I knew an old lady named Lin
Who was fond of very fine gin.
I am pleased to say
That when she passed away
Lin left me some very fine gin …!
A Review of my poetry collection, More Poetic Meanderings
I was pleased to receive the below review of my recently released collection of poetry, More Poetic Meanderings:
“I always find collections of poems by this author to be an interesting and thought-provoking selection of musings, and this collection was no exception. I also always inevitably have my favourites, which in this case were “My Coffee Grows Cold” and “Poetry In Rain” with “My Dog (Still Young)” being another I really enjoyed. I also thought it was fun seeing the versions of some of the poems as continued by Chat GPT.”
(To read the original review on Goodreads please visit https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/5451435688).
As I Strolled Passed a Red Light
As I strolled past a red light
I saw my old friend vicar White.
He was chatting away
To pretty Miss Fay.
He’s a sociable old vicar is White …
Late Night Doorbell
Doorbell late at night.
In she slips.
A man’s brief delight
As curtains twitch …
There Once Was a Man Named Prufrock
There once was a man named Prufrock
Who became known for losing a sock.
He dreamed of a mermaid,
(Who was far from staid).
So I guess she kept his sock!
Party Time
A young lady who is really arty
Is a member of the Labour Party.
Her Conservative old lover
Has a Communist brother
Who likes to dress as a smarty!
K Morris - Poet 