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Karla Morton

There is a little voice inside each one of us,
whispering, "over here! I think I want this;
want to do this... pick me, pick me!"

When we listen to that voice, no matter how
tiny; when we do those things that truly
make us happy, that's when we
discover our joy; discover
our true calling.

 

There is something amazing in every soul... go ahead, there is
no risk in happiness; loose yours upon the world...

 

 

some thoughts

 

The only thing taking me out of this world
is the One who brought me in.


karla k. morton

 
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All Rights Reserved

 

 


 

The Eternal Life of Poets


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Superman's Birthday

It wasn't that he was hard to please.
In fact, it was just the opposite --
he was so easy to be around...
and he appreciated everything...
But what do you give the man
who saves humanity on a daily basis?  
 
But even Lex Luthor
didn't know his weakness
for the cream and the meringue...
             
So she baked him two pies,
and slipped into her favourite brown heels
and lead-free trenchcoat,
(afterall, it was cold and rainy and January)
and took the pies up to his office --
watching him raise his right eyebrow
just slightly
over those dark-rimmed frames,
as he watched her bend over
every man's desk,
and... ever so slowly...
serve each one of them
a warm slice of coconut cream...

karla k. morton


copyright ©2008 Karla K. Morton
All Rights Reserved


printed in descant,
Fort Worth's Journal of Fiction and Poetry - Volume 47, 2008 - TCU Press

www.descant.tcu.edu

 


 

Irish Royalty
Queen Vashti Pearson Early

My mother and her cousin 
traced one side of our geneology 
straight back and unfiltered 
to Ireland.  
 
That explains a lot of things...
Like my love for rain-drenched sod  
and green rolling hills; 
stout whiskey 
and hot tea. 
Like my passion for poetry 
and music, 
and long flowing hair 
(as well as my unwavering belief in magic).
             
Sister to the Faeries.
    Great-grandaughter to an Irish Queen.
 
No wonder I've always felt like royalty.

karla k. morton


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Angelic Fervor
 
The sunset is sacred -- it illuminates our sight. 
And we see angelic fervor in miraculous light. 
Pure desire,  in purples, oranges and pinks.  
Hued rapture that shivers on the skin then sinks down
to the soul, the damp, earthy soul...where just one tinge of colour
can make mortals whole. 
Angels around us. 
Angels within. 
It's the Angels who bring great passion to men.

karla k. morton

 
copyright ©2006 Karla K. Morton
All Rights Reserved

 

 

 

Death on Dainty Pink Toes

I've seen Death come
  on dainty pink toes.
Gently gathering the spirit as though she's clipping a rose.
 
And once freed from the Earth,
  its fragrant essence is spread,
saturating the very air from which our bodies are fed.
 
Breathe in the soul's scent
  -- the sweet existence of our lives --
for those we think are so lost,  are simply hidden from our eyes.
 
Feel them.   Inhale them.  They're in the very wind that blows.
Death is no devouring demon,
  she's just a maid...
    with painted toes.

karla k. morton


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