keep moving every minute of every day pushing onward refrain from looking back evading that twisted claw of grief as it tries to shred the memories of yesterday
© 2018 michael d emmerich
Creative Writing
Home
opening the door stepping over the threshold asking not much neither a kiss or an embrace just to lie down for awhile not to be alone just to be at home
© 2018 michael d emmerich
Recovery
that oft travelled path hard to traverse and understand healing scar tissue keeps tripping one up on those ever-larger keloids memories of the past calm, heal, infuriate foot sore, weary, burnt and blistered searching for recovery, healing crossing over to the other side searching for another I see peace in my eyes or another’s
© 2018 michael d emmerich
Nevermore
lift me up nevermore head on my pillow nevermore empty sky for evermore
© 2018 michael d emmerich
Absence Divides
clouds roll over the horizon blanketing my mind this dark gray heavy mass unfurled creating an epitaph of confusion despite all the love and protection that enveloped us absence drove a wedge splitting your heart in twain that twisted spear of absence oh how I wish I could turn back and lose myself in you again …. found my world in you lost myself with you now I am lost, alone having lost my world
© 2018 michael d emmerich
Bleeding Words
writing is when you get stabbed and you choose to bleed words out onto the page ..... instead of spilling your blood on the ground bleed through your words ..... stain the pages with your passion and pain
© 2018 michael d emmerich
A Conundrum
memories …… to beautiful to forget too painful to remember what to do? …… either way you’re fucked
© 2018 michael d emmerich
Awaiting a New Dawn
night runs to day light chases the dark is the pain receding what approaches over the horizon? the time of evening starlight fades the lamps grow dim in the approaching new dawn show me where it hurts? turning westward facing my fading shadow as a new dawn rips it from me splitting me in two what is lost might not be found I feel the void upon my thoughts I contemplate the other side as I wait for .... paradise?
© 2018 michael d emmerich
Colours of the Congo
I so do love the bright vibrant colours of The DRC at this time of the year, at the tail end of the rainy season. Dark clouds are still rolling in bringing afternoon and evening thunder storms, the rich greens of the forest and that distinctive red soil of Africa.
Longing
I long for the sound of your voice caressing my cheek your lilting laugh your upturned smile to hear your laughter to laugh with you for you to laugh at me ….. I long for you …….
© 2018 michael d emmerich
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