Poetry Blog by Mike Morris

Mike Morris

Don't

Don't

Bite, fight, pick your nose, destroy the garden, tear your clothes,

pout, shout, spit your greens, scare your nana, cause a scene,

sick, kick, wet your pants, play with mud, set fire to ants,

smoke, toke, stay out late, upset police, go on blind dates,

worry, hurry, come to stay, call a doctor, waste your pay,

sigh, cry, cause a fuss, fork out for flowe...

Friday 24th May 2013 7:55 pm

The perfects fill their car again.

Rucksacks and waterproofs,

Pocket maps and walking boots.

Photos Facebooked like safari trophies.

After a Sunday abseiling down The Matterhorn,

they return to rustle up

a Mongolian Banquet or two.

"It's easy really as long as you've got the right ingredients."

Bedtime stories quell the quins

like their publ...

Friday 24th May 2013 7:51 pm