George Murdock


George Murdock Poems

1. Science At A Glance 11/22/2005
2. San Jose 11/27/2005
3. Labyrinth 4/13/2006
4. Poetry 10/24/2008
5. Heat 11/18/2008
6. The Deceiver 8/27/2008
7. Sysyphus (An Ode To A Working Man) 5/8/2009
8. Nuemenon 5/17/2009
9. My Grandmother Tina 8/7/2009
10. Diddy Ba Bin 8/22/2009
11. The Guru Says: 8/26/2009
12. The Scions Of Spring 9/9/2009
13. The Buddha Says; 10/25/2009
14. Need Is A Sturdy Tabernacle 3/2/2010
15. Stonehenge 12/18/2005
16. Breathing And Enduring 7/16/2010
17. Aloft 10/12/2012
18. Dad 12/5/2012
19. The Tribute 9/21/2008
20. Nimal 9/21/2008
21. Weird Dream 4/14/2009
22. Quintessence 1/6/2008
23. Scions 12/8/2005
24. Tikki 12/16/2005
25. Retreat 12/29/2009
26. The Terminator 12/19/2005
27. El Dorado 12/5/2005
28. Framed 11/21/2005
29. Anyone's Grandmother 11/22/2005
30. Godman 10/29/2006
31. The Sum Of Absolution 10/16/2007
32. Gaza 1/12/2009
33. Karma 1/21/2009
34. A Grocery Cart's Lament 5/12/2009
35. Homeless 8/20/2009
36. Bible Bob 11/23/2005
37. Ariel 12/18/2005
38. Tubular 9/22/2006
39. W 12/29/2005
40. Mother 12/18/2005

Comments about George Murdock

  • Agatha Eliza Agatha Eliza (10/13/2015 2:49:00 AM)

    I really enjoyed reading your poems :) I'm waiting forward to reading more: D

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  • Belquis Barés (1/2/2006 11:42:00 PM)

    Mother - is a really deep poem. You have expressed the pain very beautifully. Happy New Year.

Best Poem of George Murdock

Lotus Flower

I dream of you open like the pale Lotus flower
The petals of your nether lips moist with
dew drops of honey nectar
your inner flesh luscious and splayed
pink to red like a strawberry
I stare at your belly rising and falling
My eyes moving upward to the swell
Of soft round white mountains capped with dark currants
The odor of your honey melon
rising from the wings of your hips
reaches my flared nostrils
it is the sea and mist
a grotto of joyous communion
a soft lovely nest of lust
waiting for the lash of my tongue

Read the full of Lotus Flower

Bible Bob

Bible Bob in his bib overalls
and his mid-chest beard
his bible and flag
went to preach to the prospectors of gold
he rode on the shoulders of a giant named Jerimiah
who with one arm conquered all arms at Petaluma
and Bible Bob scolded the gold diggers
the lillies who passed through the field
with short skirts and too much make-up

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