There was a young lady called Fiona
Who took a boat to Iona.
She fell in the sea,
Shouted “Now I am free.
I have always been a bit of a loner”!
There Was a Young Lady Called Fiona
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As in Days of Yore
When the sun sinks
Man Drinks
From the Lillie lined pool
Where many a fool
Has drunk before.
As in days of yore
So it is now.
I think on how
Everything has changed
Yet remains the same.
The fool
Still drinks
As the sun sinks
Over the stagnant pool
Where lillies have long since gone to seed,
Vultures feed
And luxuriant weeds
Supply all needs.
Owl
I have lain awake listening for the owl’s cry.
A note that chills
Thrills
Then does die.
One day
This bird of prey
Will carry my soul away,
Or so the supersticious say.
Mice hide
While I, in my pride
Decide
The owl’s erie cry
Signifies that I will die.
The bird has no interest in me
So why can I not be free
From his cry
That to my window nigh
does rise, then, as suddenly, die?
Heels
Heels approaching
Conscience’s reproaching
Din Shrieks, “This is sin”!
But oh, how sweet it is to give in …
Sound ever nearer,
Clearer and clearer.
The man fears her
Yet desires.
unquenchable fires.
The body tires
Yet still he aspires
To take
And her passion awake.
If Mirrors Could Speak
If mirrors could speak
We would seek
To have them covered, Lest our whole
Soul
Be laid bare
For the world to stare.
If mirrors could tell
What in man’s heart does dwell
We would do well
To turn them to the wall
Lest our reputation be lost beyond recall.
The Lost Sock
“I have lost
My sock” she cried.
“And I can’t recover it, much though I have tried”.
“It is little cost
To replace a sock, for they are cheap,
Dry your eyes my dear, there is no need to weep”
He said, and rolled over on his side to sleep.
“Bad Poets” by Randall Jarrell
This short piece speaks for itself and is worth a read, (http://www.rjgeib.com/thoughts/gunner/bad-poets.html).
Kevin
Truth
My books among delph
On a shelf
May live.
I hope they pleasure give
To a soul
In search of a part of the whole.
The complete truth is impossible to find,
Yet the mind
Seeks on
Long after the poet has gone
To the skies
Where truth lies …
The Hidden Heart
Lying there
You appear not to care.
A motion,
A building ocean.
A reaction,
Leading to a kind of satisfaction
On someone’s part
While the heart
Sighs
And inwardly dies
Book Release: The Ocean’s Lullaby and Other Poems by Victoria (Tori) Zigler
I am pleased to publish the below announcement by my author friend, Victoria (Tori) Zigler:
The Ocean’s Lullaby And Other Poems
By Victoria Zigler
Published: July 09, 2016
“A collection of more than 40 poems of various styles and lengths, many of which have an ocean theme to them.
As well as having an ocean theme in many cases, the poems in this collection explore a variety of other themes, using a variety of different tones; some funny, and others of a more serious nature. Themes include holidays, animals, imagination and creativity, depression and grief, among others; often overlapping with the ocean theme.”
Buy it from Smashwords in multiple eBook formats:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/641375
EBook version also available from Barnes & Noble, Apple iBooks, Kobo, and a few other eBook retailers.
Paperback coming soon!
K Morris - Poet 