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Mask
Why do you ask
If I wear a mask?
Do you suppose my expression benign
Conceals some hideous crime?
Look in the glass
And rather ask
About your own mask.
Put away the stones
For bones
Are brittle
And friend’s opinions fickle
As the witches in Macbeth
Who promise much, then leave him bereft.
Refugees
A checkout girl young and sweet
The thought of refugees almost makes me weep.
She speaks of her car
I ponder on those who have travelled far.
She is at university
While others face adversity.
A kind hearted girl
Do thoughts whirl
Through her head
Of the suffering and the dead?
Just an ordinary morning shopping,
Nothing shocking.
Writing
The bird he speaks to me of wasted time
of how I labour inside when the weather is fine.
The dog rolls on his back, paws in the air
For my writing he does not care.
The sky it darkens in the west.
I cease my toil, that is best.
Mountaineering
Beautiful mountains, their peaks pointing to the sky.
I would die
for the chance to climb
That track sublime.
Would that I could sally
Into the verdant valley
That nessles between
Those hills green.
Oh to drink from the life giving stream,
Which does flow
Where few may go.
I can but dream.
Revolution By A E Housman
West and away the wheels of darkness roll,
Day’s beamy banner up the east is borne,
Spectres and fears, the nightmare and her foal,
Drown in the golden deluge of the morn.
But over sea and continent from sight
Safe to the Indies has the earth conveyed
The vast and moon-eclipsing cone of night,
Her towering foolscap of eternal shade.
See, in mid heaven the sun is mounted; hark,
The belfries tingle to the noonday chime.
‘Tis silent, and the subterranean dark
Has crossed the nadir, and begins to climb.
October 2015
A weak sun.
Day is almost done.
We have had our fun.
Soon the dark will come.
Looking Inside
Don’t look into another’s mind
For you may find
A fiend
Who stalks your dream.
You may discern a hole
Where the soul
Should be.
Perhaps it is better you can not see.
Do you possess the art
To look into your own heart?
To confront the demons who scheme
And haunt your dream?
The countenance pleasant may seem
But what goes on behind the screen?
A 4 Star Review Of My Book “The Girl Who Wasn’t There And Other Poems”
Thank you to Kevin Cooper for reviewing my recently released collection of poetry, “The Girl Who Wasn’t There And Other Poems”. For the review please visit the following link, (http://kevs-domain.net/2015/09/30/the-girl-who-wasnt-there-by-kevin-morris/).
5 Star Treatment Of My Book “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose”
Many thanks to Sally Cronin for featuring my book, “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose” on her blog. For Sally’s 5 Star Treatment of “Dalliance” please visit the following link, https://smorgasbordinvitation.wordpress.com/2015/09/30/five-star-review-dalliance-by-kevin-morris/.
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K Morris - Poet 