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Michael Murphy May 2023
Diary, journal
Recorded thoughts
eternal

Private, locked
Sifted feelings
blocked

Ink  smears
On pages
tears

Memory recorded
Life neatly
ordered
Does keeping a diary lead to writing poetry?
Michael Murphy Apr 2023
First cut

Such pain
Stomach punched
Doubled over
Couldn't breathe for weeks

Second cut

Such pain
Stomach punched
Couldn't breathe for days

...Fifth cut

Pain
Trouble catching my breath

...Tenth cut

Nothing
You can get used to anything!
Michael Murphy Apr 2023
Stay in your lane
It's not your fight

I know that it's tempting
You're thinkin you're right

The wisdom you'll find
In the days you look back

Was knowing when to retreat
And when to attack
Michael Murphy Apr 2023
I'm an apex predator
You better pray

In my hunting ground
That time of day

I'm hungry now
You're my meal

Circling above
Soon you'll feel

Ours lives now one
I devour you

Nourishing me
You're born anew
I was watching a bal eagle and trying to imagine what it must be like to be such a force of nature.
Michael Murphy Apr 2023
Read these words
Read them well

In these words
I do tell

My legacy
Is scribed you'll see

When I die
What's left of me

Are words of feelings
Failings, pain

And triumphs rising
Smiles again

Hearts so touched
The touched returned

Loves forever
And bridges burned

When I drift off
In endless sleep

These words I've sowed
Are yours to reap
Sharing poems is very personal but I think often that it may be the only way to not disappear completely.
Michael Murphy Apr 2023
See the path
It's right there

I see it not
Tell me where

Close your eyes
Believe it now

So hard to see
Show me how

Hold my hand
The darkness clears

Release your thoughts
Let go your fears

I see the path
Revealed and clear

So clear to me
Now you are near
This came out of a time that my son couldn't find the sugar that was inches from his hand.  I told him to believe it was there and he couldn't see it until he believed.  We have to be ready for the reality in front of us.
Michael Murphy Apr 2023
Is it just me and
The people you see

Could it be frogs and logs and
The bumble bee

How about flowers, turkeys, and crows
Could it be them, does anyone know

It has to be puppies, and kittens I bet
I keep asking, but no answer yet

What about creatures from planets unknown
Forget that last thought if you think we're alone

What about rocks the inanimate type
You know what I mean, no carbon in sight

Do they all have a soul, a spirit like mine
Do they they all go to heaven at the end of their time

I hope so
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