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Michael Murphy Sep 2016
They use fractals for the mountains
And then again for the trees

I think they might use calculus
For the waves upon the seas

Fibonacci works for sea shells
I heard also for the ear

Fibonacci knows the perfect rose
I submit to you my dear

Although not common in nature
If at all it's only a blip

But still incredibly fun for me and my son
When we made our Möbius strip

The most confusing math in nature
Used describing me and you

I learned in school, I know it's true
That one plus one, is two

But you and I together
It feels like we are one

And when you are away from me
The math it equals none
A mathematician's love poem? You don't see that everyday!
Michael Murphy Sep 2016
Mad
You made love to me just this morning
Now you're out of my life,
without warning!

YES, I'm ******! Argh!
Michael Murphy Sep 2016
I wonder

If the animal
The dog, duck,  cat, and cow

Believe in life eternal
Or only think of now

I wonder

When the trees
Lose leaves

Will I hear them grieve

If they break a branch
Do they cry in pain

Do they think of God
Do they die in vein

I wonder

Who answers God's prayers
Does he pray at all

Or is that rare

I wonder

If God's so great
And we're so small

Are we like amebas
Does he care at all

I wonder
Wrote before my morning coffee...
Michael Murphy Aug 2016
Billions of people
Roaming the earth
Every day, every second
A woman gives birth

So how is it
I ask you, am I here all alone

In a world full of people
No one's calling my phone

In a world full of love
No one's saying my name

Is it them, is it me
Tell me who is to blame

Is it too much to wish
On a star in the sky

That my wish will be granted
Or is it a lie

In a world full of people
I will remain all alone

Not one of those people
Will I have for my own
Michael Murphy Aug 2016
Unlike in a book, the chapters of
my life arrive unannounced

The birth of a child, the death of a loved one, the passing of a season, bring subtle change

New memories are made as old ones fade into the mist of time

Each day arrives full of possibilities
New adventures evolve into new stories

It is the stories, told and retold, that woven together reveal the fabric of my life
Sometimes a word triggers a thought.  I could rewrite but sometimes I like to just let go and let the words fall.  If it reads like a stream of consciousness, it is because it is. Something very personal and honest about the unedited word.
Michael Murphy Aug 2016
To my love,

The sediment of friendship, kindness, and laughter will forge with time to form a bedrock of love on which we will build our home!

We will build on the strongest of foundations, using a special blend of respect, patience, and happiness!

The friends and family that come to visit through the years will stand in wonderment at how our house has stood strong through massive storms, the same storms that have destroyed the homes of so many!

The brick is fired in the furnace of life, tempered with adversity. The mortar mixed with faith and courage is the glue holding everything together.

Our house will absorb the rain, bend in the wind, and forever prove unshakable.

For it is the house we will build within our hearts and where we will reside for all eternity!

All my love!
Michael Murphy Aug 2016
A rush of sweetness in my brain
Your sugar lips are so insane

The sight of you just makes me weak
The touch of you is what I seek

The thought of you it makes me high
Away from you I think I'll die

You invade my dreams all day and night
I tried to battle but lost the fight

You loved me once then said no
I truly loved you so let you go

Find another my friends did say
But no other would feel that way

Now I'm old and now I'm grey
With loving memories I smile each day
When it's perfect, you know it!
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