"I Have Broken My Own Heart," "Repertoire," and "Manage by Exception"

I Have Broken My Own Heart

Leaves float along a pond

Light wind brushes water.

A sliver of moonlight kisses downspout close to sky.

Doves yes themselves against coolness.

Dance yields
to palpable
retreat to
a new song.

Reflexive slumber teaches
what only I now know.

What I have made
I keep making
to death.




I paint open
on the wall
reveal one
season at a time

offer shelf life
for the poor souls
this careful 
of a plot 

to pare away 
chipped paint 
from surface 
rake matted

in front 
around twined 
tall trunk
where a child
with oiled glove

hefts the ball
sings hi
I go in
and away



Manage by Exception

Nothing signs a mothwing like awaited arrondissements.

Clever babe is craving crowds. In Europe all the Lenten Waldorf lengthens slurry.

Gems installed go broke most days till decades sear the wheat.

“Pick me, pick me!”

Millhouse warms to tweets or not.

The installation’s very full of you again.

Decide to run away (again).

This lifetime. Molto allegrando.

Or . . .



Sheila E. Murphy

Sheila E. Murphy has been writing and publishing actively since 1978. Recently released from Luna Bisonte Prods in 2020 is Golden Milk. Murphy's book titled Reporting Live from You Know Where (2018) won the Hay(na)Ku Poetry Book Prize Competition from Meritage Press (U.S.A.) and xPress(ed) (Finland). That same year, Broken Sleep Books brought out the book As If To Tempt the Diatonic Marvel from the Ivory. Murphy is the recipient of the Gertrude Stein Award for her book Letters to Unfinished J (Green Integer Press, 2003). She earns her living as an organizational consultant, professor, and researcher and holds a PhD degree. She lives in Phoenix, Arizona.


Edited for Unlikely by Jonathan Penton, Editor-in-Chief
Last revised on Tuesday, June 27, 2017 - 21:35