Pungency-

My vernaculary darling
Guest with me
Across the tumbleweed of spray paint morning
Fame’s damsel’s frost
Warmed in submissive whim
Whose perennially swollen case
Hangs in the balance


Abbrev-

Shooting distance
Within from
Memory as guess

If theory has
Informed practice
Which verb

Attenuates purview
As appendices
Result in twang

The lemon frees
Creek nice
Formulaic skits twice

Resplendent songs form
Insular remorse
Replacing an emotion’s

Arbitration of
The intellect and
Body part


Sagacity Unequal to Velocity

I want to report ad hominem extravagance
On the count of three versus thirteen
Trails blazed coolly gone over the evidence
Speak to me about agreement under cover

If inattentive, copium relapses scent-free
Juris prude, could tell that it would hang
Around, “one of the most dedicated” into the
Circumstances of his brevity

Warm lane loads as heated as a controv-
Plainly brunted where the shot occurred
A full-length who thought what to stub
A toe remedial as suds that drive a wedge

Through voice-rinsed duty planted in the nick
Of even keel motion to suppress the wit
Last night within the scope of learning
Rote montage to have recited blondly

Flight soaps its way out of the opium
Intended for a better molten caveat
I have so little to tell the white retarded man
About my counseling

Sagacity unequal to velocity means one-up
On confession by a moth inveigled where the detail
Loses verve, exactly where and how repair
Goes whether any of us would have acted differently

We find ourselves where harm
Is there such a thing as friendly fire
I think they put themselves where we live
Any scarring tendencies, the unity and dignity

Let us not splinter into a misnomer
Where it’s not convenient ever after
Spelunkers livening up nature as
Repair is seamed as inarticulately

“This guy can’t put together a sentence”
Impressive, well maintained, painted
Eclipse, to bring the building up to standards,
Most of them in poor districts
Common sense has scales
Kids often look at their surroundings
More than five thousand roundabouts
And everything went in a row


Third of the Sun Reserved for You in Part

Ex parte sends shivers up my spine
Long live frenetic rumors fast asleep
Threadbare integers give way to
Primacy recency board room barometric
Casework pretty phobial

In a mind’s worth of discarded years
A bite is cast into the arbor of retrieval,
Pliable indenture meanwhile
Thralls the place with enviable
Disjunction parloring its way through
Lariats askance and powder rooms

Twirl in part receding here is like
A photograph doing only partial justice to Paul
Whom we faithfully recall
Askew in embers doing time
Tithing while disseminating dimes


Best Behest

Her gloves would sprint in far removed young mind. I have a glove for
you this glove just fits askew is all over the west end. Bundle up as
slowly as the sun dips into suds and vehement distracting rain. These
patches kiss away remainders of the hurt and cluster water edging laws
and desert happening. I think the scene will start to blur one day if
you are roly-poly fidgety sigh awake enough to seldom glide beyond the
bounty of re-testament. For now the sooth is said to winch out of
arrears this once indebted to a marksmanlike enforcement claimed to be
part silver and part several. Admiration is inherently finicky mayhaps.
Why don’t you phone me when the spider bite burn on your index finger
fades to skin tone. I was watching as you listened in. The falsehood
smoldered in the pan. The whole indemnity went shuttle blank. I have a
song for you spoon pink, what happened after that became betrayal
clipped between the lines of full indulgence. That was when the pretty
maid stopped seeming soft.


Chapter Adverse

Sea problems            .            as immobilized life ex-

Periodicity looms (do you feel it)

Caterwaul versus catering

The seen strapped purloined glyph of resonata drumstick

Brusque as yet

As yet

As yet

Somber quite much


Parchment

Season

Paced and

As such

Difficult

To pure through

Gold fins

Breathily

Retained

Most clarity

Accepts


 

 

Sheila Murphy
     Sheila E. Murphy's book manuscript Letters to Unfinished J. was selected in this year's open poetry competition sponsored by Sun & Moon Press, and will be published by Sun & Moon. Dennis Phillips was the judge. Falling in Love Falling in Love With You Syntax: Selected and New Poems has just been released by Potes & Poets Press. Recent works include A Clove of Gender (Stride Press, 1995). Murphy's work has been widely anthologized, most recently in Fever Dreams: Contemp orary Arizona Poetry (The University of Arizona Press, 1997) and The Gertrude Stein Awards in Contemporary Poetry (Sun & Moon Press, 1994, 1995). The Contemporary Authors Autobiography Series recently brought out an autobiography of Sheila E. Murphy, including photographs of Murphy with family and friends.

Sheila Murphy co-founded with Beverly Carver and continues to coordinate the Scottsdale Center for the Arts Poetry Series, now in its eleventh season. Murphy is President of the management consulting firm Sheila Murphy Associates. Since 1976, she has made Phoenix, Arizona, her home.



messageboard feedback

interview | website | email | to forum | BACK
© 1998-2001 Sheila Murphy / the-hold.com - all rights reserved
[ TOP ]