Tag Archives: rhyming poetry

Dogs

On the ground

Logs lie

While all around

Joyous dogs

Spend their day

In play

Unaware of the decay

Of logs

And of how I

Envy dogs

In their play.

Poet Kevin Morris Reads and Discusses his Poetry on the World Poetry Reading Series for Thursday 21 December 2023

I was delighted to appear on the World Poetry Reading Series for Thursday 21 December, https://www.mixcloud.com/VictorSchwartzman/world-poetry-cafe-for-dec-21-2023-with-alaha-ahrar-kevin-morris-and-timileyin-gabriel-olajuwon/. My segment appears approximately 16 minutes into the podcast and runs for around 9 minutes.

 

During the podcast, I answered questions on what inspires me to write poetry, and read 2 of my poems.

 

I listened to the podcast using Google Chrome, but other browsers should also work.

 

My thanks to Ariadne Sawyer of the World Poetry Reading Series for hosting me on her show.

 

December Poetry

In honour of December, I am posting a poem from my collection More Poetic Meanderings, entitled In Early December:

 

“In early December

November’s leaves still adorn

The woodland lawn.

Man’s pattern is made

In light and shade

And the gardener’s rake

Rakes all leaves”.

 

More Poetic Meanderings is available in Kindle and paperback from Amazon and can be found here, https://www.amazon.co.uk/More-Poetic-Meanderings-K-Morris-ebook/dp/B0BZT9G139/

You can access a recording of me reading More Poetic Meanderings on Soundcloud here, https://soundcloud.com/kevin-stephen-morris/poet-kevin-morris-reading-from-his-collection-more-poetic-meanderings-part-1

 

 

Rules of Behaviour

When a young lady named Miss Hocking

Said, “your behaviour is really quite shocking!”,

I said, “what I done

I done it in fun!”.

She said, “your grammar is also shocking!”.

What is the Purpose of Poetry?

An interesting piece on Medium entitled What is the Purpose of Poetry? https://medium.com/the-howling-owl/what-is-the-purpose-of-poetry-147ba89ef9b0.

 

For me, poetry is valuable in and of itself. As with love and friendship it matters because it matters. If you where to pin me down and insist that I provide a fuller explanation, then I would say that poetry matters because it stirs the emotions. It speaks to who we are/explores what it is to be human.

 

As an aside, I am often puzzled by those who derive great pleasure from pop music (which almost invariably rhymes), yet dislike poetry, much of which rhymes! Perhaps the dislike by some of poetry stems from them having it drummed into them at a tender age rather than having discovered it for themselves.

 

My love of poetry was sparked by a school teacher, Mr Delacruz who recorded several cassettes for me, including a number of poems. In addition, I spent many hours in the school library discovering poetry for myself via anthologies such as Palgrave’s Golden Treasury and the Oxford Book of English Verse.

 

As always, I would be interested to hear your views regarding the purpose of poetry/what poetry means to you.

Sporty Miss Pearl

I know a young lady named Pearl

Who sets my head in a whirl.

I think I’m in love

As with her boxing glove

She sets my head in a whirl!

Tombs

I have passed tombs

In the sunshine

And in the gloom

Pondering on rhyme

And my fleeting time.

 

Scented with perfume

She passed the dead

Who lay entombed

In their unenvied bed

 

 

And the dead slept on

When she was gone.

We find brevity in lust

And permanence in dust.

I Once Met a Vampire Named Keith

I once met a vampire named Keith

Who showed me his very sharp teeth.

When he gnashed his great fangs

I fed him with gran’s meringues

Which poisoned that poor vampire named Keith!

Sky Who Married an Old Billionaire

When a young lady known as Sky

Went and married an old billionaire guy

And he died on the stair,

I just happened to be there,

And to marry that young billionaire Sky …