Poems by James J. Murray

Or smother me in wilding meadows
That wave their awe in flowering yellows
Those fragrant tides of florets wide
Allow a gentle soul abide
Once there upon my humble knees
I'll pray the lord to grant me ease

And busy bees will stop to see
They'll look upon and pity me
And bring me honey from their hive
To sooth an ignorant man's revive
And butterflies in cabbage white
Will cleanse the soul and ease my fright

For when I rise for my reward
I'll go to where my Ellie lies
Not far from here just yonder there
Beyond the browses bye and bye.

Bestir in me an ocean birth where starfish twinkle bright in mirth
                    And crooner whales who fancy chance invite the mermaids out to dance
Where seahorses number in their scores will pull my coral carriage fore
                    And maiden sea-nymphs take my hand and set me on a coral stand
Thus when in place they'll ring its knell to which the oceans churn and swell
                    And thrust me forth in tidal currents that sweep the globe in winding torrents
To where up on some rugged coast I'll disembark and thank my hosts.