Just Another 5 Minutes

the morning light slowly pushes the shadows away

the remains of the night gently recede

yet we cling to the warmth that remains

entwined in our slumbers we hold firm

to another 5 minutes

hushed whispers and the rise and fall as we breath

hands holding firm to the sands of time

to slow down what will eventually be

till then we mould as one

for another 5 minutes

a new day must eventually begin

till then, we press in and on

entwined as one

delaying this moment

for just another 5 minutes … please

© 2023 michael d emmerich

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Creating Beauty

that which disturbs, irritates

out of this intrusion our natural defence

must be to create beauty

this irritation layered upon our minds

must drag out the lustre of the nacre

and repeatedly caress

layer upon layer

from every grain of sand, let beauty emerge

pearls from pain, washed by tears

this fragile beauty brings balance

becoming a catalyst to growth

allow the weeds of yesteryear

to become the flowers of indulgence

as a new wonderous life emerges

© 2023 michael d emmerich

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This Serendipitous Life

that elusive gift is no longer lost

to find what was never lost but is now found

that is indeed one of life’s mysteries

but,

to those who dare and persist

sands of time will never end

their pathway becomes self-evident

and,

passions are no longer that elusive frontier

that which is valued becomes our truth

with no limits or boundaries

may the sands never run out in this hourglass

© 2023 michael d emmerich

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Just Linger

 

love is beauty wrapped

in the seconds of one’s life

stop, linger longer

taste, savour

and just breathe

ensuring this moment in time

is frozen and not forsaken

be enfolded, firmly,

yet with tenderness

just linger and be seen

© 2021 michael d emmerich

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Public Poetry Reading

Reading a few of my poems at an arts festival this weekend … excited, nervous, unsure … first time I will be reading my poems in a public domain, exposing my thoughts, emotions and journey to strangers, in person. Totally different feeling from posting them online or reading to a friend now and again. Possibly the next step in me moving into a more “serious” position on my writings.  😱📖🤔

Selected 5 poems to read (doing some practice readings) , will gauge the audience a see how many they can handle.

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Lost Shadows of Reticence

at the centre of his imagination
all is blurred or veiled
this continual tussle between
reveal or shadow

inevitably creating a journey of suspense
allowing for at times,
no resolution or closure
retreating into these lost shadows

this private reticence
of an untold, nay oft told story
out of sight, off camera
might become an annoyance

but is it not the journey
rather than that, never reached destination
that casts the longer shadow
and matters more?

© 2021 michael d emmerich

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Expectations of …..

burdens weighing you down

solitude standing wounded bruised

will never be the same again

yet, struggling to remain

 

this warrior struggles to remain relevant

is there beauty in the dissonance?

compassion doomed to atrophy

but yet expectations remain

 

father time approaches

veiled with the cloaked of deceit

bearing down as one avoids

that stinging gift

 

I am awake it’s not over

expectations of invincibility despite

having had enough

lurching back into the fray

 

that next rubicon beckons

cold helpless alone

coming together joining as one

together we’ll cross the river

 

© 2021 michael d emmerich

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Bob Dylan and His Many Muses

There are no words to describe the beauty, power and wonder that the music and poetry of Bob Dylan continues to bring to this world. Happy Birthday 80th birthday the the one and only Bob Dylan. An icon who towers over all, for the last 60 years.

Thanks for all the great music, memories and reflections that your music continues to deliver. In refection, on those memories, I am posting a link to an article I penned a few years back after the release of Tempest – “Bob Dylan and His Many Muses”

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In Paul Zollo’s book “Song Writers on Song Writing”, the expanded 4th edition, in teh interview he held with Bob Dylan; Dylan makes an interesting comment, in how often songs “come to him”. That’s how he could write “Blowing in the Wind” in 10 minutes, which he says came right out of that well spring of creativity.

Does Dylan think he can do it again today? No, says Dylan. “You can’t do something forever,” he says. “I did it once, and I can do other things now. But, I can’t do that.” when speaking to Ed Bradley on 60 minutes in 2004. he also goes onto to say: “I don’t know how I got to write those songs. Those early songs were almost magically written,”

Dylan seems to be saying that his muse, that wellspring of creativity he so magnificently tapped in that golden era of the early…

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Walking Among Tombstones

fields of tombstones standing in silent watch

appearing as a living breathing entity

it’s about death,

but of course, life gives death meaning

the sublime beauty of repeating imagery

stretching to infinity

yet I’m lost in my own finite world

silence lingers in the air as the dust settles

why are we here, do we exist?

as I gaze ahead, I ponder what I leave behind

what dust of me remains, if even

but yet, here I stand with the remains

 still alive

© 2021 michael d emmerich

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Take Courage

the only way to beat death

is to live

…..

the only way to live

is to have hope

…..

the way to have hope

is to have courage

……

pushing on gives optimism

whatever begins, ends

© 2021 michael d emmerich

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