Flightless birds

 First the birds fell from the sky 

Then the bombs 

The Russians negotiated rights

The Israelis justified wrongs

While both left and right wings failed to fly. 

The Americans built the golden dome 

Around their golden arches

Every silver tongue

Spoke well 

Of every target 

And a single voice was heard 

“Stop” 

It said 

But did we

 hark it ? 

 

To fly together

 Sometimes birds fly alone 

Hunting grounds 

Farr from home 

They feel the wind beneath their wings 

And contemplate 

So many things

Then conscience calls 

A nest to tend 

Time to spend with family , friends  

Attention to the daily chores 

Time to care 

Time to mend 

But what birds love 

Most of all 

Is when winds prevail 

And up they soar 

Together across the sky they sail 

To answer

One another's call. 

Pico candiano

Cantabria

March 2025

Sea Sure

 

Autumn Sunshine

Autumn sunshine 

With you

Something special

Something new 

Warmth instead of cold 

Feeling young and not too old 

The touch of gold 

And a sea so blue 

Now I feel 

That longed for peace

No more dead wet leaves 

No more deja vu

Smiling at the people I meet. 

The trash in the lake 

The insults they threw 

Memories fading

Fake friendships too . 

I am here 

What lies between 

Is a promise made

And an ocean of dreams.  

Each day 

I'm with you 

The more real it seems 

And closer to 

touching 

The beauty I've seen. 

Joseph Morriss

4.11.24

September turn

 The dark forests close their ranks.

And the swift river floods its banks,

Swelled by rains 

Which dash down the drains 

Running along the winding lanes. 

Of the mountain pass,  

Mist laden

Wet grass 

Strewn with horse and cattle 

The pattering of rain on leaf 

That signals summers last

As bees forage among flowers,

Gorse and petal .

Sun slants golden

In the quiet evening hours 

And plane trees in the plaza 

Shelter strolling couples 

Amidst fleeting showers.

Whilst waves from the ocean 

Chop into the bay 

And the mountains kneel in awe 

As the sun fades away. 

September is here 

The tide turns again

And I welcome with joy

The face of my friend. 

Joseph Morriss

Playa de la reunión

6th September 2024

 

 

Buried Treasure

Summer fades

Into sweet September

With so many special

Scenes to remember .

Laughter, sun 

And a love so tender.

Enjoying new places 

Having fun together. 

So many moments 

Of warmth and pleasure.

The sum of them 

A glowing ember. 

And when days grow short

With changing weather

Which doesn't sparkle 

With equal measure.

These happy hours 

Like buried treasure,

Will be safely stored 

To shine

Forever. 

Joseph Morriss 

26th August 2024

Colindres

Failures into graces.

 

Thank you for your gentle love, 

Your sweet love.

That shines in darkest places 

The sun you give

Born from above,

To whom people turn their faces 

Thank you for your strong love, 

Your good love. 

That with us 

Changes places 

Who we can always think of

When we have lost the traces. 

So many different tongues 

There are

So many different races 

But only there is one love 

That turns failures into graces. 

Joseph Morriss

Charente ,La France 

15.8.24

For my sweet companion.