…Drought Defied…


Somehow desire grew in strength

Despite no fertile womb

Slivers of sunlight filtered through

An empty darkened room..

Unlikely buds had made their way

To grasp the arid ground

Two eyes were filled with sweet relief

And tears rained without sound…

Copyright © Murrsma 2015

Death of Deception


The pure parts of me

That I willingly gave

Were used for a time

And then thrown in a grave..

Penciled in on thin paper

A breeze to erase

Left no visible sign

Save the smudge on my face..

Good deeds might be punished

This truth I have learned

The present once opened

Will get carelessly burned..

Then ashes to ashes

Dust blows all around

Illusions have died

Burried deep in the ground…

Copyright © Murrsma 2015

More Simply

Longing for fulfillment

I stumbled off the wire thin line

Beyond all definitions

then became this walk of mine..

Present in each moment

Seeing far past labels sewn

Hidden treasures of simplicity

Are the gifts my soul is shown…


Beauty Caged…


Proudly basking in the sun

Upon his man made throne

Dreaming of free open land

The place he once called Home

Foolish people stop to stare

Thinking he appears content

They fail to see nor can they hear

This Regal Cats lament…


The Comfort of Words…

I write as thoughts flow through to me

The good, the sweet, the sad

The pieces of old memories

Relationships I’ve had

They pour from somewhere deep within

Unbidden all and then

The urge will come to write them down

so I reach for my pen…

That others may relate to words

Of poems I have sown

Brings comfort to my hopeful heart

To find I’m not alone…


In Her Mind….

Safely ensconced

afraid of the gloom

shes hidden herself

away in her room

Dreaming of rainbows

green pastures that grow

all the worlds creatures

that she’ll never know

For darkness exists

things go bump in the night

the fear of it all

keeps her wrapped up in fright

But this is the real world

no fairy tale told

she gave up on life

letting fear take firm hold

No fine Prince will rescue

nor Fairy so kind

this battle she faces

is all in her mind…


I Held You…

Fresh memories slid quickly

the old were lost to mist

The Mercy was you never knew

Recall did not exist..

The sting of pains behind you

The joys we once would share

Were lifted off your shoulders

and blew as dust in air..

The Mercy was you never knew

that sadly I could see

the Mother you had always been

was slipping far from me..

One day the clouds all lifted

and peace for you was known

The Mercy was I held you close

when Spirit took you home..



I Am

not a man

not a woman

not a color

not a culture

not a religion

not a land

I Am

a Being




Spirit Born to Breathe

I Am

One thread in the fabric of life

wholly only