Tag Archives: Rhyme

When A Young Lady With A Bushy Beard

When a young lady with a bushy beard
Said, “sir, your conduct is really quite weird!”.
I said, “my dear Lou
That may well be true.
But why is that shoe in your beard?”.

Miss May and the Roue

When an innocent young lady named Miss May
Met with a most wicked old roue,
Her mother said to her, “beware,
Lest you end up like Claire!”.
And the roue said, “we meet again May!”.

Miss Brown

Last night, whilst out on the town
I met a young lady named Brown.
Awaking in the early morning,
With much stretching and yawning,
I found neither my wallet or Brown!

A Girl’s Innocence

A girl’s innocence is divine.
Her purity attracts. Distracts.
And oft, after wine,
To sin, is truly divine.

Dalliance; a Collection of Poetry and Prose

A wooded path:
Beauty in bleakness;
Fallen leaves stirred by a chill winter’s breeze.
Cold cuts like a knife.
Exhilarating to be alive.

(“Beauty in Bleakness” can be found in “Dalliance; a Collection of Poetry and Prose”, https://www.amazon.com/Dalliance-collection-poetry-prose-Morris-ebook/dp/B00QQVJC7E/

There is Comfort in this Tree

There is comfort in this tree,
For it was here before me.
And will stay
When I am clay.
To comfort those who pass
Along this self-same path

A few, perhaps
Gazing at this tree
May remember me.
I laugh,
For a tree
Has no vanity.

The Wicked Gnome

Last night on my way home
I met with a wicked gnome,
Who imprisoned me for hours,
Amidst the most beautiful flowers.
I believe her name is Joan!

A Poem from “Croydon Poetry Hour Anthology 2019/2020”

The below poem, “Fine Rain”, is 1 of 12 poems by me which appears in “Croydon Poetry Hour Anthology 2019/2020”:

I get wet
By this fine
Rain.
Yet,
I do not regret
For the divine
Is in the rain.

I shall get wet
Again
For when
Death does steal
Me away.
I regret
That I shall no longer feel,
The joy of a rainy day.

(“Croydon Poetry Hour Anthology 2019/2020” can be found here, https://www.lulu.com/en/gb/shop/croydon-poets/croydon-poetry-hour-anthology-201920/paperback/product-rjpqzd.html

A Naughty Young Lady Named Miss Moore

A naughty young lady named Miss Moore
(Who all the dissolute old rakes adore),
Works in a club
Called the Good Rub .
Where they threw me out the door!