My Poem on the picture reads:
The Platform Dancer
The high fashion stepper
She's strutting her stuff
They couldn't get enough
Of her little fanny feather fluff
Thomas Paul Murphy
Copyright 2010 Thomas Paul Murphy
Thursday, June 3, 2010
The Platform Dancer
Green Palette
Green Palette
I can mix a shade of green, and I can make it mean.
A mean old shade of green.
I can add some yellow for the girl's who will say hello.
For the girl's who will say hello.
I can add some blue for a forest that is true.
A forest that is true.
COPYRIGHT 2009 Thomas Murphy
--Thomas Murphy
Diplomacy
Diplomacy 01 23 2010
One hand reaches out to another and they shake.
One hand reaches out to another, how strong did they shake?
One hand reaches out to another; it shakes too strongly, the other wilts.
One hand reaches out to another, it shakes not as strong, the other ponders reason.
One hand reaches out to another, it turns away.
One hand reaches out to another again.
Thomas Paul Murphy
Copyright 2010 Thomas Paul Murphy
Government and People
GOVERNMENT AND PEOPLE 01 23 2010
A fist is raised.
One voice speaks to all the rest that must conform.
The words are spoken strongly. Is the meaning as strong as the speaking we ask?
Everyone hopes this finger is pointed at them.
A camel is thread through the eye of a needle as the will of the people trods through the narrow opening of two warring factions.
Are we more easily convinced by words spoken strongly, that are able to supersede this, or by reason, the one who tried to pay attention through all the distraction asks?
If it could see and accept its own faults would it readily find the fault of the other?
Old Mr. Crow
4/21/2001
Old Mr. Crow
Old Mr. Crow,
Tell me what you know?
Old Mr. Crow,
Show me where you go
Old Mr. Crow,
What do you do about the snow?
Old Mr. Crow,
How does your time flow?
Old Mr. Crow,
Do you eat the seeds I sow?
Old Mr. Crow,
What spirit do you tow?
Old Mr. Crow,
What does your vision show?
Old Mr. Crow,
Tell me what you know?
Copyright 2001, Tom Murphy
Phaedra Dear
Phaedra Dear
Her name was Phaedra.
She had an abundance of facial hair.
She had flowers growing there.
Phaedra was her name.
She played an evil game.
Her spirit never tame.
Listen Phaedra Dear.
I’m gonna tear off your ear.
Her name was Phaedra Dear.
They once said she was queer.
She loved to fill men with fear.
Listen Phaedra Dear.
I’m gonna give you a steer.
Her name was Phae-dra.
She had an abundance of facial hair.
She had flowers growing there.
She played an evil game.
Her spirit never tame.
Can you listen Phaedra Dear,
If I’ve got your ear right here?
COPYRIGHT 2009 Thomas Murphy
--Thomas Murphy
The Pickup Line 06 03 2010
I almost made the majors after high school
That recruiter he come and take a look at me
He said son your as strong as you could be
But we don't have room for three
I almost made the majors after high school
That recruiter he come and take a look at me
He said son your as strong as you could be
But we don't have room for three
I almost made the majors after high school
That recruiter he come and take a look at me
He said son your as strong as you could be
But we don't have room for three
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About Me
- THOMAS
- Welcome to my Blogs. My name is Thomas Murphy and I love the forest and wildlife areas of Wisconsin and would like to share my thoughts and the pictures I have taken of the natural areas of Wisconsin. Come share in my collection of what I feel to some of the finest scenes and images of the forests, lakes, rivers and marshes that Wisconsin has to offer. I like to go to pristine and secluded areas where nature resides quietly and I feel the resulting “lost” images are profoundly unique. I am usually “in the moment” when I take these pictures. When I say in the moment I mean a sense of excitement often precedes what my eye captures through the camera. I never stage these shots but seem to be in the right place and time when I shoot them. And when I transfer them from my camera and view them on my computer screen I realize a sense of surrealism that resonates with me yet again to the time they were taken and exemplify the beauty of nature. Please peruse my sites and experience the beauty of being there as I did. WWW.ThomasMurphy.lifepics.com