#micropoetry No. 7

Continuing the challenge to keep writing poems of 144 characters or less. Here are three more #micropoems. Poetry for twitter 🙂


feed me don’t tease me

said the lover

gorge yourself on love

life & lust

said the beloved


love is beauty wrapped

in the seconds of one’s life

if you don’t stop

to breath

you might just miss it


what is worse than death

dying leaving

nothing unfinished

the elusive, yet attainable

unfinished life


© 2016 Michael D Emmerich

The Feast of Life

this adventure called life

when does it start

when do we arrive

are we there yet

the journey commences

for the usual fee

can we stop to wallow

life says no

push on to prevail

reality is a beast

that we ignore at our peril

but ignore we must

immerse we must

in life we wallow

feast at the table

even if only for the crumbs

is there time

make time!

the table is always set

savour it

taste it

relish life

drink it in

smell the scent of lust

slay the beast

obey all the rules

you miss all the roses

strive to be drunk on life

long for the next adventure

then you will know

when you arrive


© 2016 Michael D Emmerich

Dreams & Voices

when you think

to whom do you speak

who vets your thoughts

if you argue with the voices

who wins?

are your dreams insane

how do you know

which voice told you

who processes the ideas

that churn through your mind

some argue

only harbour healthy thoughts

stay on a happy island

shun the other voices

mental censorship

where does it end

just BE

allow all the voices

no judgement

commune with all the voices

even those in the deepest recesses of your mind

talk to everybody

all voices are welcome

ruminate, then ACT


© 2016 Michael D Emmerich

Shadow Chasers

on the edge of reality

shadows seduce

the chase begins

to catch reality

is the chase futile

duality of shadows

chasing the illusion

reality can crumble

the most elusive shadows

are those hidden

in the dark recesses of our minds

skirting the shadows of the mind

embracing, dancing

romancing the shadow

of the past, present

possible future

they cannot be ignored

but not always caught

inability to see

all the shadows

at times, they are an illusion

but oh, so real

our inner struggle

 on a quest to constantly grasp

those elusive shadows

it is a winless race

but worth running


© 2016 Michael D Emmerich

Break that Spell

morning sun is breaking

like my heart

bleeding out across the sky

I need your heart

my beloved’s heart

the spell is cast

the die is set


but never this lost

my city is in ruins

your sweet kiss

rebuilds this city

tears on my pillow

as I lay my head down

emotional ruins

time to break the spell

my princess can

fairy-tale becomes real

midnight fast approaches

come on break the spell

heaven is in your heart

your kiss, your touch

breaths new life

my faith rests with you


© 2016 Michael D Emmerich

#micropoetry No. 6

Continuing the challenge to keep writing poems of 144 characters or less. Here are two more #micropoems. Poetry for twitter 🙂



colours of lust

the setting sun

eclipse of your heart

tears on your cheeks


rise of your breasts

mist of your breath

mist on the moors

it doesn't have to make sense

still you turn me on


© 2016 Michael D Emmerich

That Never-Ending Story

as I lay dying

eyes wide shut

voices, I hear voices

under the bridge

is death the end

present but temporal

through the looking glass

destined to be wandering

in a lost land

all that you’ve held sacred

falls down

chances missed, opportunities avoided

does the misery continue

is it all a mystery

peace, settlement, nothingness

melancholy morbidity

a moment of eternity

an eternity of moments

emerging from the rabbit hole

remember that death need not

be the end

or is it?


© 2016 Michael D Emmerich

#micropoetry No. 5

Continuing the challenge to keep writing poems of 144 characters or less. Here are two more #micropoems. Poetry for twitter 🙂



a sense of expectation

it's never to dark

always a new beginning

cycle of life keeps moving

light dark light dark .. light



let’s have the adhan chanted

in the same tower that tolls the bell

instead sounds ring out

reaffirming our separation


© 2016 Michael D Emmerich