for time, for a season for a lifetime walking through the fire embers and ashes cling to you memories burnt into one’s story broken promises, battered trust like a well-travelled suitcase full of memories and baggage ready to be unpacked, repacked for the next journey neither time, distance or age undeterred, always comrades in each other’s arms like long lost lovers always returning ….. for that last embrace
© 2018 michael d emmerich
lover cover me during tough and rough times better days await I’m sure lovers in their summer dresses wind pressed fabric caressing the curves sunlit backdrops to, images of flesh through silk and lace some girl to thrill me again, and again and yes, drive me crazy with who knows what when I look in your eyes I’ll be dreaming with eyes wide open as the sun goes down
© 2018 michael d emmerich
a weary traveller, searching along the unfurling winding road for the next place of refuge the cold, worn, faded sheets reflecting stages of life heart and mind on the move carrying minimal baggage unpacking as we move along no hat, no house the empty spaces I've roamed searching for a home a stone with no moss only seeking …… shelter from a storm
© 2018 michael d emmerich
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
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
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
lift me up nevermore head on my pillow nevermore empty sky for evermore
© 2018 michael d emmerich
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
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
memories …… to beautiful to forget too painful to remember what to do? …… either way you’re fucked
© 2018 michael d emmerich
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