Mark A. Murphy Poems

Trying to see Heaven
far beyond the current view.
Never focusing enough
to see what I put you through.
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Hurrying here and there
Too busy to pay attention
Coffee cup in my hand prepared
By a stranger paid to care
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Something catches my attention
Out of the corner of my eye
A quick, bouncing, buzzing dot
Between the space of screen and glass
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It moves along an iron path
Rumbles and roars without wrath
Away through farm land and urban
To another place of burden
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A man who was solidly grounded
Looked to the sky and there
Was a wondrous machine flying in air
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