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Darnell Murphy Poem
CRISIS stands in front of MINDS door knocking.
Breaking and entering because SOLUTION isn’t answering.
Needing a confrontation- IT escalates itself until UNBEARABLE appears.
Metamorphosing into DISRUPTIVE on all unfazed channels.
Picking a fight with LIVELIHOOD and COMFORTABLE.
Training SICKNESS in how to tease HEALTH on a consistent basis.
Making EMOTIONS confused and unstable.
Causing DISORDER to jump in and dictate.
Overwhelming MARRIAGE, so that TEMPTATION can walk down the isle
with DIVORCE on it’s arm.
Giving PREGNANCY time to stealth its way onto the scene.
Notifying COMPLICATION for its upcoming appointment.
ABORTION becomes the honoree in discussion.
Smiling for being chosen, TAKING A LIFE is upbeat and perky.
SADNESS is fighting back tears of joy, because HAPPINESS is missing.
The meeting is heightened when POVERTY shows up.
Uh oh! WORRY is approaching with cousin STRESS.
DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO, sends a help signal to PRAYER.
ANSWERED comes to the rescue,
Evicting CRISIS from MINDS place.
Copyright © Darnell Murphy | Year Posted 2008
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Darnell Murphy Poem
Your blowing my mind
Allowing my imagination to be expanded
Into thoughts of you
Floating to the sky
Slowly deflating back to its beginning by
Sticking a needle into each phrase
Appearing from nowhere
With a string tied to one end
Your hand on the other
Tugging my words
From the inner depths of my soul
Lighting candles to illuminate the darkness into Genesis 1:3 , and
The now visible syllables are rearranged into hypnotic sentences
Appearing in a multitude of colorful paragraphs
That begin its metamorphosis into a novel of ideas
While ballooning portions of aged time transformed by decades of memorable conversations
Has allowed us to celebrate our oneness
Happy on the birth of days being born continuously for you and I
To child our future into old age
Copyright © Darnell Murphy | Year Posted 2008
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Darnell Murphy Poem
It’s hot! The sun is beaming.
Touching whatever is in sight,
Shining its rays on everything but the shade.
We are walking towards each other, heavily into our thoughts.
Our shadows are with us, avoiding the sun.
As we stop and stare at one another, the shade that walks with us touch and greet.
They become intimate, and as we watch, we take notes.
It’s as if they become one.
We can’t tell one from the other, but they have this cool calm about them.
There is this peacefulness that chills the area they occupy.
We observe them with a focus like no other, to capture the understanding of this moment
between them.
They teach us without words, and we study them with eagerness.
They continue to fondle each other until our bodies give the signal to separate.
As we part they lengthen themselves to kiss, and vanish as the sun hides in a cloud.
Copyright © Darnell Murphy | Year Posted 2008
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