The sunlight falls
Making shadows of trees and walls.
Emily Dickinson rode
In her carriage, on the road
To eternity.
One day I will ride beside
Miss Emily.
And I will see with Emily
Our vast eternity.
Emily’s Carriage
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Miss Hopp Who Liked to Drink Pop
There was a young lady named Hopp
Who was extremely fond of drinking pop.
One day she tried beer
Which made her feel queer.
So henceforth she drank nothing but pop!
Lee Who Wrote an Obituary of Me
There once was a man known as Lee
Who went and wrote an obituary of me.
I am still alive
And continue to thrive.
But that Lee he drowned out at sea!
The Hospital Fountain
I recall the fountain’s fall
Reminding me of rain.
Hospital patients come and go.
Sometimes, the water stops,
Then begins again.
But when sickles chop
Life’s flow stops.
Pigeon Pie
I know a young man named Guy
Who has a fondness for pigeon pie.
I hear from Fay
That he’s flown away.
Fay and I, we blame the pie!
Foresters Have Left Woodchips
Foresters have left woodchips
And great logs to lie
By the woodland path.
Sometimes I pause and sit,
But often pass by.
And on this spring day
I see the inevitability
That all things must decay.
Yet I have sunshine
And young women and wine.
And this fleeting time.
(Doubtless this poem was influenced by Ernest Dowson)
The Tinkle of Windchimes
The tinkle of windchimes
And birdsong heard in my mum’s garden
Brought into my mind
Life’s great beauty, and thoughts of mortality.
The Charms of a Young Woman’s Arms
When rich old men
Are seen with young women on their arm,
I must condemn them
For tempting such women into lives of sinning
As for the charms
Of girl’s arms? I can not afford them …!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Frosted Glass
Frosted Glass windows
That advertise
Massage. Many men
Pass by.
Some tell lies …
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
The Vegan Vampire
I met a young lady named Moriah
Who said, “I am a Vegan vampire!.
I never drink blood,
But fruit is good!”.
She’s a very funny girl is Moriah!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
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