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
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!
Once green leaves
Are brown
On the ground.
Great trees
Wither and die
And I
See dead leaves
At my door.
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 …
Sometimes the tide of lust
Sweeps my sense away.
But on this windswept day
I know my lust
Is but leaves and dust.
I know a young nun named Sister White
Who takes me to her convent at midnight.
The Mother Superior
Calls me inferior
But I think she quite likes Sister White.
You and I
Said goodbye
For a little time.
I walk through
Fallen leaves
And compose a rhyme
To Eve
And Paradise Lost.
There once was a detective named Paul
Who invited us all to a ball.
A girl called Sky
Gave me an alibi,
And of course I denied it all!
As I mounted a haunted old stair
I met a young lady named Claire
Who took off her head,
And said, “I am dead!”.
That girl is forever blocking the stair!
As I walked down a dark street
I met a thief with big feet.
When he said, “stand and deliver!”,
I distracted him with hot liver,
And then I stamped on his feet!
K Morris - Poet 