Communication Makes the World Go?

Hi to all my followers on twitter, facebook and wordpress, my current work situation in The DRC means that I am not able to reply to posts and/or comments on my posts/threads, or post new comments etc on twitter or facebook. WordPress seems to be the only app working 100% at present. Communication is intermittent and at times blocked or non-existent. Please excuse my silence and absence, I am not ignoring everybody, just frustrated in my silent world up north. Although in fairness I am enjoying some of the solitude, but missing my loved ones back home.

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This my home away from home for a few months. The creativity does flow out here, in the still of the night and on quiet weekends, so my back catalogue of work is filling up 🙂

Till I am fully back in the 21st century (with respect to good internet), I will monitor the world from afar, and most certainly not be searching for Mr Kurtz.

In Memoriam

My father would have been 83 today, sadly he passed away 4 years ago (can’t believe it’s so long without him). I wrote this poem last year on his birthday, I still miss him, and have been thinking about him a lot of late. The loss of a parent who was dearly loved leaves a pain that always lingers. “My Fathers House” by Bruce Springsteen was playing as I wrote this eulogy last year.

fathers are refuge from the storms of life

when that safe port passes on

when the lighthouse fades

all that is left are the memories



memories never fade

they are never forgotten or passed over

they remain



memories shine through the mists of time

even when the lights fade and no one lives there

they remain constant, eternal not ethereal

these remain, never forgotten



what was once real is now no longer

the reminders of your love do not fade

they remain



through the years we walked different paths

they diverged and merged over the years

at the end they had become one

constant reminders of our togetherness



unconditional love learnt

remains

© 2016 michael d emmerich

Becoming Me

daily struggle of avoidance

under the radar over the hedge

silence, solitude



disappearing into other worlds

whilst

mired in this one

fast approaching fears

decisions pending



conscience or crowd

object or be subjected

fight or flight

kill, heal, pray



dream within a dream

hoping it never ends

but oh to soon

boys become men



awake, breathing, still dreaming

failing

dreaming of a hope once virtuous 

now lost



seeking, searching

always asking

but why?

why me?


ah yes

becoming me

never ends

why should it?

© 2017 michael d emmerich

The Versatile Blogger Award – Nominations

I had the honour of being nominated by MrAnonymous, for the above award. More about him and his unique blog in his own words:

Stop by, and we hope you’ll become apart of the Project: Heard family. You are the voice, we are the platform. 

TheMrAnonymous

Rules of the Versatile Blogger Award:

1. Thank the blogger who nominated you and share their link.

2. Nominate at least 10 bloggers for the award and provide links to their blogs. Also, inform them about the nomination.

 3. Reveal 7 facts about yourself that your readers may not know.

Seven Facts About Me

  • I love my cats
  • Travel way to much and spend to much time away from home
  • Enjoy the outdoors – Running and MTB
  • Live on the most exciting continent – Africa
  • Addicted to EMS ♥♥
  • Chocoholic 🙂 … say no more
  • Enjoy Bourbon and Cigars

There we go … some useful (or useless) trivia about me 🙂

My 10 Nominations  – In no particular order – far be it for me to be accused of favouritism 🙂

They are a strange mix of poetry, books, music and writing sites .. a unique eclectic mix, I encourage you to pop in and visit them. They give me many happy hours of distraction.

See you in the blogsphere, next time,
Regards mikesnexus (aka – ME)

Never Ending

day dons

nights cloak

becomes

the turncoat



unfurling

across the land

advancing

relentlessly



without end

devouring all

within its dark maw



victory is short lived

light returns

...

but for how long

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Closer

closer to edge

everyday now

any day now

it draws nigh



into the void

how far

how high

dare we go beyond

the realm



dare to dream

possibilities exist

its there

within our grasp



closer and closer every day …

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Our Mortal Coil

this life

this mortal coil

to be or to live

shedding this toil

just how long is the life

we choose to live

close your eyes and dream

if you dare



gaze through the window

what looks back

in the stain-glass

an image

a reflection

or

nothingness



look beyond the window

into the distance

at our own possibilities

over the horizon

beyond the veil

a probable future

awaits
........

tear that veil

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Ode to My Beloved

you lift me up

and set me down

with you

life is rich

without you

its not life



this life

an another

can we expect more

stars are raining down

as your hair

brushes the sky



close your eyes

and dream

if you dare

this life

and then the next.

into the sunset

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Answers in the Wind

it's all just

blowing in the wind

when cowls fly

and doves scrape the sky

angry white horses

relentlessly throw themselves

against the sand



time is like mist

sweeping over the mountains

swirling ….

to and fro

its all a daze

as shadows become real

and..

questions are answered

when the wind blows

© 2017 michael d emmerich