Go Home, Again.
January 29, 2009

The Winter Monsoon hearts Rainbows.

 

Go back to the words.

When trusty mountains shake

and lucky stars shudder,

when the compass denounces North

and the Sun forgets to rise,

go back to the Source;

put that crazy-brilliant antenna up

and see what you can catch.

Invite unbridled greatness

to swallow you whole

and spit you out, inspired.

Go back to the child

who dreamt in roy g biv,

who flew with the fairies,

whose dreams came bright and easy,

who can’t wait to see you, again.

 

And this is the *desert*.

 

(Poem and photos by Emily Murdoch)

Masterpiece.
January 14, 2009

God was here!

 

this is not a destination,

but a journey.

this is not about perfection,

but improvement.

this is not a creative act

but one million creative acts

put together just so,

the picture painted.

this is not a way of thinking

but of seeing.

this is not a random act,

but art in waiting.

 

Beauty is the night.

 

(Poem and photos by Emily Murdoch)

This Little Piggy Stayed Home.
December 17, 2008

Piglet, an eight-year old Cairn terrier mix. 

it’s the best present I could take.

how do you get me to throw

tennis balls

for hours on end?

 

your eyes may as well be

convincing sentences —

I love you good enough

says your delighted, entitled bark.

I love you more than good enough.

 

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(the end)  

Poem and photos by Emily Murdoch.

An Ordinary Prayer.
October 12, 2008

 

give me a boring life, I pray

with steady suns and occasional rains

straightened out, life’s twists and turns

hum-drum days and worlds of words

egg drop soup and Harry Potter

desert breezes and grass for horses.

let me be bored, grumble and complain

visit upon me that luxury,

with pots unstirred and nothing out of the ordinary

a few barking dogs barking at eternity

and the morning star always on time.

 

 

(Poem and photos by Emily Murdoch)