Many thanks to Jennifer Calvert of Ink and Quill for publishing my poem “Owl” on her blog. Kevin
I have lain awake listening for the owl’s cry.
A note that chills
Then does die.
This bird of prey
Will carry my soul away,
Or so the supersticious say.
While I, in my pride
The owl’s erie cry
Signifies that I will die.
The bird has no interest in me
So why can I not be free
Of his cry
That to my window nigh
does rise, then, as suddenly, die?
Kevin Morris was born in Liverpool on 6 January 1969.
After having obtained a BA (hons) in history and politics and a MA in Political theory, from University College Swansea, he moved to London where he now lives and works.
Kevin blogs at newauthoronline.com. For details of his published works please see the “About” page on newauthoronline.com.