His girlfriend
Brought him delight
For the night.
But did not comprehend
The meaning of euphemism.
They took a decision
To pretend …
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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!
Away From My Technology
Away from my technology
I see the reality
In these
Bare trees
And fallen leaves.
The autumn rain
Will fall again.
I Walked Alone
I walked alone
Through the graveyard.
Then, on reaching home
I pondered on lovers
And the dead.
The graveyard plot
Is cold,
Whilst love is hot.
Yet the dead
And lovers
Both have their bed,
Do they not?
Past Time
A rhyme
Captures a moment in time
Of joy or pain,
Which will never come again.
The poet may change
His original rhyme
But past time
He can not change.
Abstract Art
My friend, whose name is Miss Heart
Is well known for her abstract art.
Her cousin Lou
Lost a shoe.
Now it’s part of Miss Heart’s art
Feisty
A young man named Guy
Liked to make women cry.
But pretty Miss Pearl
Being a feisty girl,
Poked Guy in the eye!
“Progress”
I think on those who obsess
Over what they label “progress”.
And, on hearing the wind sing
In the venerable old tree,
I laugh, for all must pass.
Sincerity
When a young lady named Ria
Said, “sir, is your love sincere?”.
I said, “you are pretty
And I am quite witty.
But I’ve never been called sincere!”.
K Morris - Poet 