A short dress.
One can caress
At the right price.
Some call it vice
But she has a “nice”
Smile.
There can be no denial
That she will do what she must.
To satisfy their lust,
For she can not afford
To be rigid
As a headboard.
But inside
She is frigid
For love long since died.
(Written in response to https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/frigid/
A clack
Of black
High-heeled shoes.
And bare white
Skin
Says delight
And a ruse
To draw him in …
There was a man called Lear
Who composed a limerick most queer.
When I asked him “why?”
He made no reply.
Lear is dead I fear.
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The Lear in the above limerick is, of course Edward Lear, the composer of “The Owl And The Pussycat” and numerous other nonsense verses and limericks, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Lear.
There was a seagull called Mark
Who lived in my local park.
He ate nothing but bread
And was terribly overfed,
That lazy seagull called Mark!
There was a young lady called Georgia
Who worked as a credit card forger.
When she forged the sherif’s credit card
He took it very hard
And imprisoned her in Georgia!
Me reading my poem “Trees”:
Me reading my poem ‘This snow’.
There was a young lady called Ria
Whose view of the world was drear.
She lived all alone
In a castle of stone
With nothing to drink but beer!
There was a young man called Guy
Who wrote a poem about I.
It wasn’t very long,
Being more of a song,
And I think that I was Guy!
Who is the “I” refered to in a poem? Frequently (but by no means always) the “I” in question is the poet him/herself. We should not, however make the mistake of assuming that the “I” in a given poem does, necessarily refer to the person who has penned the poem. This issue receives attention here, https://wewritepoetryforum.wordpress.com/2018/03/31/poetic-tidbit-1-personas/.
K Morris - Poet 