The wind came yesterday
Blowing useless thoughts away.
And the trees they whispered to me,
Speaking of what it is to be free
The wind came yesterday
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The Actress
A girl in jeans
Enacts scenes.
She gleans
The audience’s Desires
And kindles fires.
On occasions she tires
Perhaps,
But then we all lapse
From time to time,
And her acting is divine!
The Fisherman and the Fish
A fish dangling.
Itself entangling
In a net of it’s own making.
I never yet saw a creature so half-heartedly shaking
In an attempt to escape
To the waters of the vast open lake.
The fisherman reels
In the fish, and feels
No pleasure
For his leisure
Is full
Of dull thought
And so many colourful creatures, so casually caught.
Fish and man stand
Hand in hand
And dance
In a parody of romance
Upon the sinking sand.
Who holds the power, man or fish?
A dainty dish, to often partaken
Will leave the diner forsaken
And calling
Out to diverse falling
Fish
To fill his solitary dish.
Getting Up Early
Getting up in the early morning now, the world is a little darker.
As I get older, matters are ever starker.
The birds still trill
And oft times unchill
My heart,
But it is getting dark
Though the sun
Will rise as he must.
Man is dust
Dancing in beams of sunlight,
A brief delight,
Then good night.
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Another great review of my collection of poetry, “Refractions”
I was delighted to receive another great review of my recently released collection of poetry, “Refractions”:
“This is another wonderful collection of poems from this author. I obviously enjoyed some more than others, as is generally the case in collections of any
sort, but all were a delight to read. The inclusion of links to articles, or comments about people or situations, that inspired some of the poems was an
interesting touch too.
Though I enjoyed all of the poems, “Ethereal” and “Train” were my favourite poems, with “Poems and Flowers” and “Nightmare” not far behind on the list
of the poems I liked best from this collection.
*Note: I was given a free copy of this book by the author, in exchange for an honest review. However, this has in no way influenced my opinion of the book,
nor the contents of this review”.
(For the review please visit, https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1741884437?book_show_action=true&from_review_page=1).
Thank you to the reviewer, Victoria Zigler, for taking the time to read and review “Refractions”.
A review of my book, “Refractions”
I was delighted to receive the below review for my recently released collection of poetry, “Refractions”: “To be able to capture the world with words that allow another to experience the inspiration that created the poem, is a true talent. K. Morris has such talent.
His poetry has an artistic quality that keeps you going back for more long after the first read. You would not know that he is blind, as his words show you what he sees, with his heart. His imagination, wisdom, sense of humor and appreciation for life pours out onto each page. This is Kevin’s bestwork to date!”.
For the above review please visit, HERE
To read a free sample or to purchase “Refractions” please visit https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01L5UC2H2 (for the US) or https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01L5UC2H2 (for the UK).
Many thanks to Annette for the above review.
My latest collection of poetry, “Refractions” is available to purchase in the Amazon Kindle store
I am pleased to announce that my latest collection of poetry, “Refractions” is available to purchase in the Kindle store. To read a free sample of “Refractions”, or to buy the book, please visit Amazon HERE (for the UK) and HERE (for the US).
The book description for “Refractions reads as follows:
“The poet may redact
The light that through his poem does refract.
But the reader will therein construe
That she believes to be true”.
Light refracts causing confusion as to where it is going in the same
way that poems do. What the reader thinks the poet means and
what he actually does are often 2 rather different things but readers
will, none the less draw their own conclusions (eroneous or
otherwise).
(For my previous collection of poetry, “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind” please visit http://moyhill.com/lost/).
Lightning
Waiting for the lightning to rend
These troubled skies and send
A bolt to tear apart
This artificial heart.
Turn the Pillow Over
Turn the pillow over
And wish upon a four leaf clover.
Cover the scent,
The pent
Up desire and loss,
Then count the cost
My friend
For all things come to an end.
—
The four-leaf clover is considered to be lucky and is rarely found in nature, unlike it’s relation, the thrhee-leaf clover, (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Four-leaf_clover).
K Morris - Poet 