Poetry Joseph Murphy

BIOGRAPHICAL NOTE: Joseph Murphy

Joseph Murphy is 18 years old and has been writing infrequently over the past few years but since the beginning of the pandemic writing has gone from being his hobby to his passion. While he has never been published before he is excited to share his work with a wider audience

A Moon Gone By: Of little things The song did sing It's voice upon A spinning rock.

Those waters brought Unseemly thoughts That rest beneath Deepening seas.

A moon gone by With treasured lies And its face a Bright, Golden hue

Can bring about An end to doubt And a balm for Pain forgotten,

The promise lied As the sweet tide Withdraw from Hopes lonely shore

Listen's closely to singing seas And matches them With swelling tunes

Of ages gone past, When joy could Forever last.

(Joseph Murphy)