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Michael Murphy Dec 2015
see                      arranging                               ­                 puzzle
        do                   all                   web          posterity                       for

                                      is                                         my
                       sow                 for                   answer                   synapse                
                                                                ­                                                          
               the               filtered                   which     I    in     words            
                                                          to                                                           
                 flow                thoughts                   ­                       of*                      
                ­                                                                 ­                                
In synapse web my words do flow
Arranging thoughts of which I sow

Filtered puzzle for posterity
The answer is for all to see
The idea of how a jumble of words can come together to become something beautiful is always amazing to me! They take on a life of their own!
Michael Murphy Dec 2015
The first river is the river of lust, it is a narrow turbulent river, full of hazards
The ride is fast and fun, but brief, destined to wash you ashore cut and bruised, the river's end is seldom seen

The second river is the river of love, only calm waters
Also a narrow river where beauty abounds
Very easy to forget you're alive, floating towards the rivers end,
a spring fed pond

The final river is the river of love and lust, the widest of all, and the most diverse
Navigation is tricky and requires a skilled hand sailing towards an ocean of wonders
Your attention is required, but rewarded with the most amazing journey
*There is time to ride and time to rest which is why I love this river best!
Inspired by John Lennon
Monday and Tuesday
Went pretty fast.

It's the beginning of summer —
I hoped they would last.

I'm watching the clock,
The slow hands, not fast.

I'll make Wednesday tick slower...
Oops — Wednesday just passed!
Michael Murphy Aug 2016
Love isn't about *** or money or tricks. It is about a feeling that grows from deep within the soul. With constant attention it grows until it cannot be contained.  When it bursts from its cocoon,  the metamorphosis is complete. The transformation ushers in a new life, with all new possibilities.

True ecstasy can only be achieved when the whole heart commits
Michael Murphy Feb 2024
Mighty swing tree
that carried me
through summer days of yore

To-and-fro,
each pump I fly
higher than before

So strong, you stand,
with single hand,
you hold me safe and true

With me here now
in rocking chair,  
from wood where you once grew
This is a rewrite of an earlier poem
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!
Michael Murphy Nov 2015
It is in waking moments, before thinking intrudes, that true happiness resides

With remnants of dreams still governing my reality, I fly, I love, I am invincible.

You are still in my waking world, we are still as one in my waking world!
Michael Murphy Nov 2015
The brightest candle seeks the darkest room
illuminating perceived demons of night
exposing them as the floor lamp in the corner
the window cracked with fluttering curtains
slippers on the floor

Every corner, every crevice now reveals the true beauty of the room
As the room warms and daylight breaks the candle fades under the power of the sun
Still lit but now hidden from view as the room wakes from from its long slumber

I am your candle!
I could say what this means to me but it is more interesting to know how others understand it. Always an education!
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 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 Nov 2023
It's Blank

                   My heart

It's Blank

                   My mind

It's Blank

                       My words

It's Blank

                                         The canvas of my life

Sorry!
Michael Murphy May 2023
Don't think too much
For filters sake

The rules are there
For you to break

Speak your mind
Your thoughts reveal

Though some will say
There's no appeal

You own these words
You choose to share

Be true to you
Do not compare
When I read my poems I can say that it is hard to identify a style.  For brief moments I worry that I'm not following the rules. I then remember why I write. I write to express what I feel. I do hope someone else can identify with it. I cannot let that be my driving force.   I write with low expectations and I am never disappointed. Still, I write!
Michael Murphy May 2023
You can't eat yogurt
with chopsticks
Believe me I know
I just tried

Not a spoon was in sight
We had Chinese last night
Saw chopsticks and had
to decide

So I plunged with the stick
In the yogurt...not thick
My first scoop
was less than desired

I could be here all day
Yes eating this way
was definitely
making me tired

So I picked up the cup
The chopsticks did chuck
With a slurp and a guzzle
so quick

Lesson learned
Lesson lived
You can't eat yogurt
with chopsticks
Mostly true

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