Tag Archives: upper norwood poets

Dream or Reality

In my dreams

It often seems

To me

That what I feel

And sometimes see

Is reality.

 

 

When death steals

Up on me

Will it simply  seem

That I dream?

The reality

Is unknowable to me.

Tell Me Not Here, it Needs Not Saying by A. E. Housman

In my place of work there is a poetry club of which I am a member. We meet on a monthly basis and discuss 2-3 poems. In May, the club where kind enough to allow me to read several poems from my recently published collection, “Passing Through: Some Thoughts on Life and Death”.

 

At next week’s meeting we will be discussing Housman’s “Tell Me Not Here, it Needs Not Saying”. The poem (which is one of my favourites) was suggested by me. You can find a reading of it by the poet Andrew Motion here https://poetryarchive.org/poem/tell-me-not-here-it-needs-not-saying/.

 

“Passing Through: Some Thoughts on Life and Death” is available in Kindle and paperback, and can be found here Passing Through: Some thoughts on life and death: Amazon.co.uk: Morris, K: 9798284279151: Books

Matt’s Cat

When a young man known as Matt

Went and bought a very large cat,

An elderly person called Brian

Yelled something about a lion!

And that was the end of that!

Eliot’s Typist

Eliot’s typist is glad when its over.

She who leaves me

Has never read

The Wasteland

And would not understand Prufrock.

Yet she knows the loneliness of men

And slippery mermaids

Who drown with them.

Whilst Engrossed in Wuthering Heights

Whilst engrossed in Wuthering Heights

I saw a young lady in tights.

I said to her, “Rose!

You are wearing no clothes!”,

She said, “no! I am wearing some tights!”

 

Guest Post By Poet Kevin Morris on Esther Chilton’s Blog

Today I am a guest on Ester Chilton’s blog. In my guest post I talk about what caused me to write my poetry collection, “Passing Through: Some Thoughts on Life and Death”. To read my article pleas follow this link to Esther Chilton’s blog https://estherchilton.co.uk/2025/06/13/guest-writer-spot-172/?jetpack_skip_subscription_popup. Please do leave any comments you may have on Esther’s blog.

When a Man of the World

When a man of the world said, “Rose,

The wise young woman knows

That all men they are full of sin!”,

That girl gave a grin,

As she went in search of her clothes …!

Ron and the Scone

There once was a man named Ron

Who liked to go on and on!

A girl called Lin

Said, “forgive my sin!”,

As she brained Ron with a scone!

 

(The word “scone” is often pronounced as “scon” depending on which part of the UK one comes from).