I have no resistance
To the lonely train
Which calls
From the distance.
Nor to the rain
Which falls,
In this dark park.
Tag Archives: Rhyme
Pleasure and Pain
A young lady whose name is Jane
Is an expert in pleasure and pain.
She is tall and thin
And fond of her gin.
And they say Jane owns a cane!
Choice
She left her heels on,
The points facing the ceiling.
Then,When she was gone
He pondered on
His feelings.
And choose.
And sexy shoes.
Thoughts in the Early Morning
The time
‘Twixt the dark
And the light.
A rhyme
About the start
Of the eternal night.
When A Naive Young Lady Named Eve
When a naive young lady named Eve
Said, “Steve, I order you to leave!”.
I said, have you no shame,
That is certainly not my name!
And this place is mine, Miss Eve!”.
Flow and Pearl
A young lady called Miss Flow
(whose mother I happen to know),
Is a very good girl
(unlike that Miss Pearl).
As all the young gentlemen know!
“You’re a joker”, she said
“You’re a joker”, she said,
Doubling over in laughter.
“If you didn’t laugh
You would cry”
Said I.
And after
I felt proud
That I can still engage
With a girl, half my age
And make her laugh Outloud.
I hear Eliot’s footman snicker.
The stage
Lights flicker
‘Ere the curtain does fall
Covering all.
A Young Lady With A Beautiful Figure
A young lady with a beautiful figure
Said, “I will all gentleman’s offers consider.
I am of an ancient profession,
And confess to having no discretion.
But I do have a beautiful figure!”.
A Podcast of Poet Kevin Morris’s Appearance on Vancouver Co-Op Radio’s The World Poetry Reading Series, On Thursday 24 September Is Now Available
I am pleased to announce that a podcast of my recent appearance (24 September), on Vancouver Co-Op Radio’s The World Poetry Reading Series is now available, and can be accessed here, http://www.coopradio.org/station/archives/1707.
If you did not have an opportunity to listen on Thursday 24 September, or would like to do so again, please visit the above link.
My reading takes place approximately 12-15 minutes into the podcast, which I listened back to using Google Chrome.
Freedom
Freedom is the autumn breeze
On the face unmasked,
On a sunny day.
But, the weather does freeze
And, ’tis an easy task
To take freedom away.
