Murphy Poems - Poems about Murphy

(Snapping fingers rhythmically) Vocalese with ease... yeah... moments… improv… Off the top, breath bubbling, a spontaneous combustion of sounds, to be boppin' the melody/ Jazz popping vocal notes of wonderment, feeling the rhyme on beat street dancing lyrics, a rhythm so intrinsic… moments... Mark Murphy... strutting... smokin’… in a vocal breeze/ No wordy rhymes here,...

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Murphy's Law This law simply states that anything that can go wrong will go wrong; if there is a possibility of several things going wrong, the one that will cause the most damage will be the one to go wrong, and if anything simply cannot go wrong, it will anyway. Captain Ed Murphy was right when he said his famous...

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Murphy you always had the biggest smile, Heartbreaking to hear its goodbye for a while, You put up a good fight, right til the end, Such a lovely boy, and a good friend, Haggot heast was your best crack by far, May you be at peace now you're the brightest star....

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("Yellow Moon", 2014, original block print) Murphy Life is but a word for a whole that is more vast wonderful and terrible than we can say (7/18/10)...

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At five feet, five and a hundred and ten The Marines said, “sorry, too small of a man.” Yet he became greatest of World War men, The Army’s David to Goliath stands. An orphan at the early age of sixteen, Enlisted at nineteen then off to war. As part of the 15th infantry team, Lived four hundred days of front-line gore. Audie earned...

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At a time he should have been set Murphy became rather upset. Scott had this guessed at the outset But not how to Murphy reset. Scott could only pray that Murphy Go home with the cherished trophy; With loss his room might seem stuffy And unusable seats fluffy... But setbacks checked at their onset Required one who was preset And Ben Murphy–photo inset Didn't look a...

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Man, that's Aunt Allie Murphy, Yeah, ironing board surfing. See the look on her face, And She's hooked a great wave. Pearls with curls then a slurpee...

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I see her walking in front of my shop. Wears a Miniskirt, Worried face, Skin and bones. Asking for change. I usually, ignore panhandlers. That day, while looking for change. I asked: What’s your name? Diana Murphy Diana Mary? How you know my middle Name? Mary? it is a beautiful Name. Only a few people call me by that name. Her eyes full of water. We had a...

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Murphy and His Law Murphy’s Law, one might recall expressed in simplest form- states if failure is possible to befall- it eventually will and that’s the norm. I have personally tested Murphy’s Law- so to this much I can stipulate- it has to be responsible for all, more so even than simply fate. For me it seems change is inevitable- except from a vending machine- and...

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When everything seems peaceful and all is going well you'll find out that Murphy's rules will grab you like a spell When you build your money up a bundle in the bank and trouble strikes at every turn then you'll know who to thank The car you just had serviced is spewing smoke and oil the fridge just out of warranty now watch that good food...

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Mrs. Ryan keeps her cat inside at night but lets it out at dawn to go anywhere it likes while she's at work. Every day the cat crosses the road to call on the Widow Murphy. Mrs. Ryan doesn't know her cat calls on Mrs. Murphy but she has told the widow twice her cat is on a...

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At Wrigley’s Field in Chicago He bought two tickets, but struck out. Barred from the game, with his pet, “He stinks!”rang J. K.Wrigley’s shout. At Sianis’ tavern across the way, his pet, Murphy, was quite a hit. But at the ball park, life turned sour; they didn’t favor his goat one whit. He aimed his pet to bring them luck to watch World Series...

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One day in early summer Murphy the Irishman came to town, He rode upon a matted mule , his face was burnt and brown, The corks that hung from his bushman's hat persuaded flies to keep away, But his matted mule and his faithful dog were exposed to the flying fray. Murphy'd been prospecting for six long months out...

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What a great baseball player was Dale Murphy. Here was a man endowed with natural ability. He made so many fellow players green with envy. Swinging a bat, he could hit the ball a mile. Dale exhibited fielding prowess all the while. What an impressive career he has to show. Dale was Most Valuable Player two years in a row. However, he...

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** This poem is in memory of Anne Marie Murphy, one of the teachers who died in the Sandy Hook Shooting. Anne died trying to shield her students from the gunfire. She was found wrapped around 6 year old Dylan Hockley. Anne was said to be a woman who brought light, truth, goodness, and love...

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