A Perfect World

The kitten shall befriend the mouse

The tiger shall play with the deer

All creatures will exist in harmony

No animal will cower with fear


The Hindu will respect the Muslim

The Christian will embrace the Jew

Brothers and sisters will be united

Earthly love not hate will ensue


Humans and animals will value each other

And live happily side by side

The earth will no longer be desecrated

But preserved and treated with pride


 Not a drop of blood shall ever be spilt

Poverty and tyranny will be no more

Natural disasters will be confined to the past

There will be an end to feuds and wars


Man nor beast shall go hungry or homeless

We will live peacefully and truly free

One world of shining optimism

Uniting the skies, the earth and seas.

Copyright © 2012 Anne D Morgan


Heart flower

The heart is a crimson flower

That flourishes with love

Each drop of kindness

Is like sweet spring rain

Nurturing her tender buds

Aromatic petals blossom

Caressed by the summer sun

Fragile stems swish happily

In the serene breeze


Cruelty is a razor blade

That violates her purity

Slices through tainted veins

Wilted from neglect

Spills her cold, rusty blood

Defiles her dried, white petals

Discarding them brutally

 In autumn’s bruised dusk

Alone and shrivelled up


Copyright © 2013 Anne D Morgan



The essence of beauty

Tears trickle down the cheeks of angels

And bless the earth below

Each liquid jewel is sacred

From teardrops great oceans flow.


Pink tears are the sweet morning dew

That glisten on flower and tree

Lilac are the monsoon rains

And blue the planet’s seas.


Each teardrop is a colour of the rainbow

Shimmering with cosmic love and light

And when each teardrop falls

It gives the gift of life.


Stars shoot across the sky

As Moon blinks her dreamy eyes

Guiding weary travellers home

Halcyon lanterns in the dark.


Fairies spritz flowers with perfume

As they slumber dreamily at night

And when they awake at dawn

Honey bees greet them with delight.


They weave clouds from dandelion clocks

Fluffy beds of soft eiderdown

But when the icy north wind blows

They drift as frozen feathers to the ground.


Baby cherubs spin heart shape petals

And scatter them on the breeze

They transform into tiny butterflies

As they float above the earthly trees.


The sun scatters seeds with her infinite arms

Across each continent of the world

And when heaven’s waterfall cascades

Nature’s beauty flourishes and grows.


Copyright © 2013 Anne D Morgan



Tomb of frozen love

Gently you kiss her pollen lips

As love sews a tiny seed

In spring’s honeyed heart.


Tenderly you cup her cheeks

As a shy bud unfurls

Revealing a blushing rose.


Lightly you stroke her hair

As dawn’s floral breeze

Ruffles her serene petals.


Warmly you hug her close

As shimmering dew drops

Veil her fragrant soul.


Firmly you caress her body

As noon’s electric sun

Prickles her rosy skin.


Happily you hold her hand

As balmy summer rain

Bathes her in heavenly bliss.


Harmoniously you entwine

As dusky stars rub dreamy eyes

And cherubs strum ambrosial harps.


Angrily you call her names

As her bullied stem wilts

In her cowering soul.


Cruelly you scratch her cheek

As her torn, bruised petals

Drift bleeding to the ground.


Violently you punch her

Stabbing her fragile heart

With your barbaric thorns.


Brutally you smash her bones

As thunder bolts though your veins

And lightening inflames the dark.


Frenziedly you crack open her skull

As she lies crumpled like a leaf

On the cold, stony floor.


Silently, her lonely tears cascade

Like a moonlit waterfall of snowflakes

Encasing her winter heart in a frozen tomb.


Copyright © 2013 Anne D Morgan

Forbidden fruit

Scandalous hearts race

Intoxicated with depravity.


Hollow souls entwine

Waxed with desire.


Sticky flesh writhes

Glistening with maggots.


A butterfly singes her wings

On lurid, sickly incence.


Soiled nylon sheets

Burn voraciously.


Forbidden fruit rots

In the shattered bowl.


Sweet wine recoils and sours

On lovers forked tongues.


The sour air is tainted

With hot, stolen kisses


The walls shed their scaly skin

The bloody mirror gashed open.


Satiated rats scamper about

Amongst burning embers.


A wasteland of virile bones

Decay amongst frozen ashes.


Copyright © 2013 Anne D Morgan

Ember kisses

Cherubs blush shyly hidden in black satin sheets

Dreamy butterflies serenely fan gold stitched wings

Doves scatter rose petals from the pearly gates

Erotic dreams caress blissful sapphire waves

Vanilla ice cream melts on hot velvet tongues

Exotic peacock feathers tickle roselit cheeks

Pearlescent sea shells slumber in rainbow sands

Lust’s intoxicating elixir bubbles in hedonistic veins

Moist cocoa skin glistens bathed in monsoon rains

Rapturous tear drops trickle down orgasmic faces

Buffed torsos gleam cocooned in post coital halos

Drowsy bees are smashed on love’s sweet nectars

Incense clouds waft across scorched marigold skies

Sultry orchids bloom magically in paradise gardens

Molten crimson sears through inflamed pulses

Candles entwine, a wax  seal drips on fused hearts

Fragrant stars shower from moon’s honeysuckle lips

Fireworks explode scorching midnight’s sultry eyes

Ancient, mystic volcanoes  billow hot ember kisses

The inky sea scribes lovers names on eternal pebbles

Ethereal shadows waltz blissfully on secret shores


Copyright © 2013 Anne D Morgan

Winged flower

From her silken cape she emerges

Like a dappled flower with wings

And unfurls her velvet petals

As the blackbird sweetly sings.


More graceful than a ballerina

She takes off into the fragrant breeze

Where she serenely drifts for hours

So beatific and carefree.


Then spying a meadow daisy

She flutters dreamily down to rest

Curled up by the scented bean

Sunlit petals caress her head.


Copyright © 2012 Anne D Morgan




The sea

As twilight falls the ethereal moon

Gently caresses the weary ocean

With her soft golden arms

Angels relax her troubled soul

With soothing, blissful lullabies

While she murmurs her contentment

With quiet ripples and foamy sprays

Faint whispers and mellow sighs

Tiny pearlescent beads of love

And a wispy, iridescent glow.


Mystic al stars erupt like volcanic flowers

Burning blazing craters in the cape of night

Before smouldering like jasmine incense

Suffusing the frothy, dreamy ocean

With plumes of twinkling molten silver.


A celestial ship with calmly billowing white sails

Like the serene wings of a butterfly

Leisurely drifts towards the edge of heaven

And disappears over the peaceful horizon.


Bathed in the swirling rose hued mist of dawn

Stunning mother of pearl sea shells

Slumbering in the gurgling rock pools

Shimmer like miniature aquatic rainbows

As harmonious vanilla crested waves

Like downy angel feathers

Lap the ocean’s lush coconut bay

And caress silken sheets of toasted gold sand.


Shoals of exotic fish dance in picturesque reefs

With gleaming coral and luminescent sea anemones

In sync with the waves rhythmic sway

While blissful star fish and sweet sea roses

Entwine with love and waltz cheek to cheek

In the temperate, harmonious,  glistening shallows.


The sweet briny breeze playfully ruffles

The bejewelled goddess’s flowing wavy mane

Of sparkling sapphire and emerald

As she basks in the blissful warmth

Of the sun’s flame red halo.


Seagulls cry shrilly as storm clouds gather overhead

Like a troop of soldiers with swords drawn,

Ready to charge fearlessly into battle.

Hungry sharks circle their doomed prey

With glinting, serrated knife teeth

And beady eyes like cold black marbles.


As the manic thunder crashes her angry symbols

And forked tongues of lightening zigzag

From fire breathing dragons across the slate grey sky

The sea suddenly rears up on her hind legs

Like an uncontrollable, ferocious wild stallion

Possessed by the devil

Heart pounding, nostrils flaring,

Teeth gnashing, adrenaline coursing.


Her chameleon mane of hissing, writhing cobras

Stands on end and gradually darkens

To a gloomy, foreboding charcoal

The colour of a ship’s steely hull

Reflecting her changeable mood

Mirroring the raging, brutish sky.


Inconsolable mermaids weep uncontrollably

With ashen hearts and bleeding, torn flesh

Perched on lethal, razor sharp rocks

Their forlorn, poignant tears

Cascading like icy waterfalls

Onto the tragic, porcelain faces

Of youthful and beautiful drowned sailors

Tightly clutched to their ample, heaving bosoms

Wrapped in torn sails, like burial shrouds.


The hungry sea roars like a ravenous lion

Then her powerful jaws cruelly snatch

The tragic, battered corpses from their arms

Before she swallows her prey whole

And drags them victoriously deep down

Into her cold, dark, uncharted depths.


For eternity their restless souls will remain

Chained in her arcane, watery graveyard

Along with skeletal, phantom ships

Carcasses of grotesque sea monsters

Priceless treasure chests, rusting anchors

And long buried secrets

Of legendary, ancient mariners.


Copyright © 2013 Anne D Morgan


Perfumed blessings

Perfumed blessings


Greasy candle stumps

flicker dimly

like hopeless souls

as dawn blossoms

and tatty prayer mats

ceremoniously unfold


Down by the river ghats

worshippers congregate

a tired sadhu blows

an old conch shell

women bathe and sing

men wail and chant

united in prayer

the sick and poor

the young and old


Devotees make offerings

to makeshift, plastic deities

at filthy roadside shrines

as a crippled widow defecates

and a lame holy cow

saunters nonchantly by


As ancient temple bells toll

plumes of sapphire incense

fan the polluted, dusky sky

like ethereal peacock feathers

before wafting blissfully

towards beautiful mystic idols

with exotic kholled eyes


Cheap paper lanterns

crafted in Delhi sweat shops

in vile pink, sickly emerald

and loud, gaudy gold

embrace the sticky

scented, bejewelled night

like garish butterflies


As funeral pyres are lit

and mourners gather

Ganesh floats serenely

down the rippling Ganges

cocooned in a moonlit halo

of rancid, wilting flowers

dreaming of paradise


Beady eyed vultures circle

as devilish flames devour

human flesh and bone

and weary spirits hover

in the charred shadows


As the moon fades away

only cloying ashes remain

scorching and staining

the stifling morning breeze,

which desperately longs

for cool, cleansing rains



Copyright © 2013 Anne D Morgan


Far away land

Life was beginning to ebb away

Like a bruised & shrivelled leaf

She felt herself gradually sinking

Down into the mysterious deep


She struggled to swim to the surface

Fighting for every breath

Battling to reach the earthly shore

And fight the demon called death


The tide kept dragging her down

She could no longer see or speak

Her body and soul were detaching

Her breath grew shallow and weak


Suddenly a shimmering mermaid appeared

And stretched out a tender hand

She smiled from deep within her being

As they floated to a far away land


An endless rainbow caresses the shore

It grows more magnificent by the day

Crafted from exquisite seashells

Its true essence is here to stay


Copyright © 2013 Anne D Morgan