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Curved Coconut Tree

Curved coconut tree
holds a ballerina pose
worthy of applause

Copyright © Joe Murphy | Year Posted 2014



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Ghosts

You feel them more that see 
them
They inhabit the great divide
Trapped in a parallel nightmare 
Of lost dreams and being 
unemployed. 

They eat in highway rest stops
Where food is fast and hot
Then hurriedly wash in 
bathroom sinks
Ashamed of being caught. 

At night they sleep on our 
beaches
Wrapped in ragged dirty 
shrouds
But they vaporize in the 
morning
Unseen by vacationing crowds

These people are our neighbors
Regardless of address
Yet they walk unseen among 
us
In exiled loneliness 

Where do they fit in our 
system
In this land of the brave and 
the free
Walking ghosts in tattered 
coats
They belong to you and me. 

That means you and me the 
people
They are our sisters and our 
brothers
I read somewhere in an 
ancient 
book
Do unto me as you would to 
others. 

Copyright © Joe Murphy | Year Posted 2014

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Be True to You

When the light at the end of the tunnel
Is really an oncoming train 
Reconsider the options before you
When moving forward is simply insane.

Take a look at the hand you've been dealt
Only fools believe life's truly fair
So follow your heart where it leads you
With your own sense of venture and flair.

When the cards are all laid on the table
You're left naked with nothing to hide
In reality no one is watching
It's just you and you're own sense of pride

So stand up tall and be counted
Be true to what truly makes you
Life is too short to be worried
And that train has already passed through

Copyright © Joe Murphy | Year Posted 2014

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Passion Fruit

Hidden treasure waiting
Vibrant pink
Juices on my lips, nose, check
Nibble, inhale 
Suck, swallow, savor 
Enfold, engulf, enflame
A taste
A scent
A smile of sated satisfaction. 
Forbidden fruit 
So called 
Because the danger of one taste
One touch
Grounds but gives us wings
A sense of times long past
In recessed rooms of teenage dreams of
What could be. 
Could never be
No never
Not for me. 

Copyright © Joe Murphy | Year Posted 2014

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Golf Lesson

Pause on the back swing
Let your hands follow your hips
To make the ball rip. 

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Anti Social Media

Hash tag Mary Jane
The hackers just stole your name.
They know the name of your favorite pet.
The street you were born.
How your parents met. 

Hash tag Mary Jane
You threw a bash but no one came. 
Surrounded by friends in an empty room.
Dancing in a haloed blue haze swoon.
Computer overheating from overuse.
No one there to judge. 

Hash tag Mary Jane
It's happening all over again. 
This time they're using your credit cards.
Thieves in your business in your back yard.
How you gonna pay the rent.   
Cops cannot put a face with a name
Identity theft now that's a shame
Who can you rely on now. 

Hash tag Mary Jane
The booze can't ease the pain
You convince yourself that you're in control
But Alice won't let you down her rabbit hole.
Still late for that fictitious date. 

Hash Tag Mary Jane
I think you might be going insane.
The phone's unplugged
Your cell's on mute
No sense in pining for misspent youth.
The pills in the drawer look mighty appealing.
One man's floor is another man's ceiling.
Can't seem to find the door. 

Hash tag Mary Jane.
They held a funeral but no one came.
A blank screen of death for your headstone. 
The final dance, you danced alone. 
Slowly fade to black. 

Copyright © Joe Murphy | Year Posted 2014

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A Seasoned Fisherman

A nonchalant twist of an age 
freckled wrist
The cast finished in the stance 
of an archer
A long languid shimmering line 
slowly slips
Arcs, hovers then drops on the 
water

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Slaves to Social Media

Have we opened up Pandora's 
box
That we can't now seem to 
close
Secrets don't stay on the block
The price of progress I suppose

We have become a world of 
voyeurs 
Engrossed in other peoples 
dreams
Debutantes celebutaunts 
posers 
Athletes, actors and queens. 

Enemies, frenemies bffs 
Who crave the madding crowd 
Who appear to live with no 
regrets
Except no negative vibes 
allowed. 

Copyright © Joe Murphy | Year Posted 2014

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Self Imposed Exile

I want to go back to my country
But I can't seem to find the way
Poverty is blurring the coordinates
With every passing day

I want to sit with my family
And speak my native tongue
Eat my mother’s home cooked meals
And feel that I belong

I am happy to have the work I do
At least it pays the rent
But after buying food and clothes
I wonder where the money went

How do I talk to my children?
About the place that I call home
To them it's just a story
that I tell when I feel alone. 

I worry about my parents
And the strife they daily face
In a place once rich and vibrant
Now sadly out of grace. 

Copyright © Joe Murphy | Year Posted 2014

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Cliffs of Moher

Straight faced craggy cliffs 
God's presence evident here
Breathtaking splendor. 

Copyright © Joe Murphy | Year Posted 2014

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