Tag Archives: Rhyme

As the Rain Fell

As the rain fell

I thought of our love

Of rain.

You and I

Share the same sky.

But does love

Hide inside the rain.

When a Young Man with a Perm

When a young man with a perm

Said, “truly you are a worthless worm!”.

I said to him, “Coker,

You’ve always been a joker!”,

As with shears I chopped  that perm!

When an Elderly Spinster Named Anne

When an elderly spinster named Anne

Said, “is that a naked man!”,

A young lady named Valerie

Said, “it’s an art gallery!”,

Which disappointed that spinster named Anne …

Power

“Can I use your bathroom?”.

“Of course.

Do you want a shower?”.

 

 

She sprays cheap perfume.

“No, I’m okay”.

 

 

What is force?

And who has power

Over whom?

 

 

He has had an hour

Or so.

Now she will go.

When an Excitable Young Lady Named Lou

When an excitable young lady named Lou

Said, “I never thought I’d be here with you!”.

And I said, “my dear,

But now you are here”,

She said, “yes! That is undoubtedly true!”.

 

Rose and her Toes

I know a young lady named Rose

Who likes to show me her toes.

My wife Coral

Calls her immoral,

But she hasn’t seen Rose without clothes!

Videos of Poet Kevin Morris reading his poetry

This evening I recorded a number of poems on Tiktok. You don’t have to have a TikTok account in order to view these videos. However, if you enjoy these readings and wish to follow me on TikTok that would be much appreciated.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Poetry T Shirt

I have recently created a poetry t shirt, which shows my poem ‘Fallen Blossom’ :

I found
Blossom on the ground.
Which brought
To mind the thought,
We all,
As the blossom, fall.

The t shirt was manufactured by a company called Fluid Branding.

Fallen Blossom can be found in my collection, More Poetic Meanderings which is available in Kindle and Paperback from Amazon.

Westminster Cathedral’s Chimes

The passing chimes

Of Westminster Cathedral bring to mind

A former time

When belief in empire still burned strong.

Yet in his song

Rudyard Kipling foresaw

That the fire

Of the British Empire

Would burn no more.

 

Westminster Cathedral’s chimes

Will continue on

When I am gone

And Kipling’s great rhymes

Will be condemned

(As before)

By men

Who have never read

“Recessional”. and know not he foresaw

That the red

Of empire would show no more.