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Daily thoughts
In Memoriam
My father would have been 84 today, sadly he passed away 5 years ago. 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. I wrote this poem 2 years ago in 2016, and the absence is still there …
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
Mist of War
Anyone who has ever looked into the glazed eyes of a soldier dying on the battlefield will think hard before starting a war – Otto van Bismarck
With all the craziness in the world at present, and ongoing conflicts and aggressive rhetoric from certain leaders …. maybe just maybe there will be less conflicts, if they themselves had to do the fighting….
the red mist descends overall it’s to dark to see as the eyes glaze over into that 1000 yard stare as the raging red rivers flow darkness draws nigh the veil is torn the pathway opens on high yes, I have seen the world not sure which one awaits I am coming, screams death not a second to soon for we have learnt nothing from the tragic cycle of history which is oft repeated
© 2018 michael d emmerich
Free Fall
into the distance I gaze a flight of fancy awaits with wings spread soaring towards the sun like Icarus and Lucifer I thought, I thought of everything warning lights ignored navigator long since departed on a wing and a prayer flying to close to the sun flew to high and to soon it’s all melting away I’m now freefallin’ like those before me hell to heaven a fall from grace an angel awaits enfolded by ruffled feathered wings healing my wounds with time
© 2018 michael d emmerich
A Shooting Star
Dedicated to my gorgeous, patient, long suffering, beautiful .. wife

saw your shooting star tonight shattering the black of the night flying across an amber palette burning bright for all to see that’s your mystique slicing that veil of darkness let your light shine through my darlin’ you shine best on the darkest of nights burning brightly chasing my dark away that’s what you do best dragging me to the light my darlin’
© 2016 michael d emmerich
goodreads Review
I don’t often post reviews of books that I read, but I have to post this link to my goodreads site, as this book will be placed alongside a few other books that will never leave my desk.
I am still flicking through the pages to read sections I have flagged … I find it such an inspiring read … cannot recommend it enough.
I need to state my conflict of interest upfront – I am a HUGE Springsteen fan 🙂
Michael’s Review – Born to Run
I have been forced to place the iconic album image from the Born in the USA album … by you know who …. 😉

Review – Born to Run
‘You can change a life in three minutes with the right song’, says Bruce, or dive into his autobiography and be changed by his raw punchy, iconic life story as he unflinchingly tries to figure himself him out, by asking the deepest questions.

Born to Run is his autobiography, that was released on September 27, 2016. The title is named after Springsteen’s iconic 1975 album and song “Born to Run”. He worked on his autobiography, alone for seven years, before seeking out a publisher. I need to state my conflict of interest upfront – I am a HUGE Springsteen fan 🙂
This book at times comes across as a soulful soliloquy, of a guy sitting quietly at the bar, sipping a bourbon talking to himself, trying to figure out the journey of his life. There is so much to tell, and so much that he cannot fully explain; and in is own self effacing way, he doesn’t claim to get it or entirely understand his journey. His epic live shows, which regularly run for three to four hours, are part of his legacy and his triumph. Why does he do them? You will have to read the book to unravel that mystery.
I absolutely love this book, it took me a long time to finish it, just because I wanted to savour every page and story, and reflect on his music that he was writing at that point in his journey. I keep going back to read flagged sections, and replay the music of that period of his life. For the die hard Springsteen fans (and I’m sure all readers), who know and love his music, the book will be an emotional roller coaster, bringing one to tears and then laughter. More than once, I needed to put the book down, and just reflect on the raw truth been told in his story.
Their are parts of his life story to which I (and others) can relate to, and gain strength from; his working class roots, mental illness and addiction problems of family members, bouts of walking in darkness, bending over backwards to avoid conflict (stemming from his childhood) and the strong burning social consciousness that drives him onward. His work ethic and ability to keep pushing on, whilst critically examining himself is both admirable and inspiring.

All I do know is as we age the weight of our unsorted baggage becomes heavier …. much heavier. With each passing year, the price of our refusal to do that sorting rises higher and higher. Maybe I’d cut myself loose one too many times, depended on my unfailing magic act once too often, drifted that little bit too far from the smoke and mirrors holding me together. Or … I had just got old … old enough to know better. Whatever the reason, I’d found myself, once again, stranded in the middle of … “nowhere” but this time the euphoria and delusions that kept me oiled and running had ground to a halt.
Bruce Springsteen – Born to Run
Like his lyrics, the book is written from the heart which he wears so close to his sleeve, raw, exposed and open to for all to see, and openly bleed out lyrics, that resonate with so many. This particular paragraph above so resonates with me, when I first read it and even more so at my present place in my life.
If you have ever listened to or read the lyrics of most Springsteen songs (except maybe Waitin’ on a Sunny Day, and maybe a few more), you would know that Bruce Springsteen is a really deep and insightful writer. You just have to listen to his three raw acoustic albums, to fully comprehend his blue collar roots and journey since those early New Jersey days, and how uncomfortably he wears the mantle of The Boss, as it weighs him down. Head over and read: The Bard of New Jersey for an introspective review of his three acoustic albums.

Springsteen has lots of questions about what fuels him – emotional neediness, obsessive-compulsive hubris, the fact that he just comes alive onstage. “There, strangely enough, exposed in front of thousands, I’ve always felt perfectly safe, just to let it all go. That’s why at our shows you can’t get rid of me.”
Let us give thanks, that we just can’t get rid of him either!
His honesty about his mental health is helpful to anyone who has suffered from depression or supported a loved one suffering from this illness. Any fan of Springsteen will not be put off by his admitting he has suffered, and as others have pointed out, he has shown that he has achieved so much more than the average artist over the past forty years. Well into his sixties, and he still regularly pushes out rollicking rock concerts to thousands of adoring fans.

“Writing about yourself is a funny business…But in a project like this, the writer has made one promise, to show the reader his mind. In these pages, I’ve tried to do this.” Bruce Springsteen, from the pages of Born to Run
And in my humble opinion you have more than succeed Bruce, and to the reader; revel in it and enjoy.
Moments of Introspection
Dealers Choice?
people often say I’ve been dealt a bad hand the cards are crap to many jokers and the deuces suck the cards we are dealt is the hand we hold until the dealer next shuffles but the game never ends the trick is, turn the cards to your advantage seven aces in spades transforming death to life good players of the game overcome the adversity of a bad hand despite what they hold they know they can win when your world depends on what’s in your hand go all in, don’t back down never let a bad hand hold you back or pull you down
© 2018 michael d emmerich
Friendship
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