Nestled in a broad field’s tall grass
above the headlands.
No fire. A sleeping bag. Noone at night
walked that way by the sea; no one
would find me.
I had dared myself to do it.
Milky Way brilliant and the surf’s roll lulling me.
No danger.
Up at dawn. Glorious. A challenge met,
however small. A shy man’s worth
recast; rejuvenated.
About the Poet
Joseph Murphy has been published in numerous literary journals and authored four poetry collections, The Shaman Speaks, Shoreline of the Heart, Having Lived and Crafting Wings. He is a member of the Colorado Authors’ League; for eight years was poetry editor for a literary publication, Halfway Down the Stairs.
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