Michael Morris

Michael Morris Poems

1. Faces 1 1/12/2006
2. Triolets 2/5/2006
3. Three Haikus 2/5/2006
4. A Remedy 3/5/2006
5. Faces 2 1/12/2006
6. Thoughts Of Home 1/15/2006
7. Salt Dough 1/15/2006
8. Memorial? 2/11/2006
9. Willow-Weaving 1/15/2006
10. A Candid Appeal To Bill Mitton 1/7/2006
11. The Protectress 4/25/2006
12. My Gran 2/24/2006
13. Winter 1/15/2006
14. Tongue In Cheek 2/11/2006
15. Cold Apple Pie 1/15/2006
16. Communication 2/11/2006
17. Thank You, Edgar 1/12/2006
18. Olde Tyme 1/4/2006
19. Forebears 1/4/2006
20. Parvati 1/13/2006
21. Not-So-Easy-Rider 12/8/2005
22. An Abandoned Church 1/12/2006
23. Soda Bread 1/15/2006
24. Silly Limericks 1/12/2006

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Silly Limericks

There was a young lady called Grace
And she had a beautiful face
When she went for a run
In the park for some fun
She always came first in the race.

There was a young lady called Maddy
Who hid her cash in a tea caddy
But when Christmas came round
She’d not even a pound
‘Cause she’d lent all her dough to her Daddy

There was a young fellow called Louis
Who would never eat anything chewy
When he went for a take out
In spots he would break out
Unless he could have some chop suey

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In morning's early hours
When books pall
And reverie drifts in,
I think, at times,
Of my forebears.
My parent's parent's parents.
Did they think of me?

Through Time's tunnel

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