Public Poetry Reading

Reading a few of my poems at an arts festival this weekend … excited, nervous, unsure … first time I will be reading my poems in a public domain, exposing my thoughts, emotions and journey to strangers, in person. Totally different feeling from posting them online or reading to a friend now and again. Possibly the next step in me moving into a more “serious” position on my writings.  😱📖🤔

Selected 5 poems to read (doing some practice readings) , will gauge the audience a see how many they can handle.

 #mythoughts #mypoetry

Lost Shadows of Reticence

at the centre of his imagination
all is blurred or veiled
this continual tussle between
reveal or shadow

inevitably creating a journey of suspense
allowing for at times,
no resolution or closure
retreating into these lost shadows

this private reticence
of an untold, nay oft told story
out of sight, off camera
might become an annoyance

but is it not the journey
rather than that, never reached destination
that casts the longer shadow
and matters more?

© 2021 michael d emmerich

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Expectations of …..

burdens weighing you down

solitude standing wounded bruised

will never be the same again

yet, struggling to remain

 

this warrior struggles to remain relevant

is there beauty in the dissonance?

compassion doomed to atrophy

but yet expectations remain

 

father time approaches

veiled with the cloaked of deceit

bearing down as one avoids

that stinging gift

 

I am awake it’s not over

expectations of invincibility despite

having had enough

lurching back into the fray

 

that next rubicon beckons

cold helpless alone

coming together joining as one

together we’ll cross the river

 

© 2021 michael d emmerich

© 2021 mikesnexus.com

Walking Among Tombstones

fields of tombstones standing in silent watch

appearing as a living breathing entity

it’s about death,

but of course, life gives death meaning

the sublime beauty of repeating imagery

stretching to infinity

yet I’m lost in my own finite world

silence lingers in the air as the dust settles

why are we here, do we exist?

as I gaze ahead, I ponder what I leave behind

what dust of me remains, if even

but yet, here I stand with the remains

 still alive

© 2021 michael d emmerich

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Take Courage

the only way to beat death

is to live

…..

the only way to live

is to have hope

…..

the way to have hope

is to have courage

……

pushing on gives optimism

whatever begins, ends

© 2021 michael d emmerich

© 2021 mikesnexus.com

Still Caring

battered, bruised

used and abused

but not destroyed

deception, lies and bullshit

no bond just a hypocrite

is their holy writ

the weight presses down

yet ...

when the call goes out

the deal goes down

I’m still willin’

coz I care

…….

unlike some
© 2020 michael d emmerich
© 2020 mikesnexus.com

 

What is this ….

life, for what purpose

to what end do we exist, or do we?

dwelling in the pain of human finitude

with transient joys, to what end



do not the beasts of the field have more purpose?

finding happiness and meaning,

is it even possible in their world

can we even control what matters?



a reason and a season for this perpetual autumn

my dreams are as stormy clouds, fast approaching

yet tomorrow never arrives

for we are destined to shuffle on and off



we live, we die, we know not why

what is this life

is it even meant to have meaning?

breath, eat, love, shit, work

and then …..
© 2020 michael d emmerich
© 2020 mikesnexus.com

snoopy meaning of life

Enough !!

how long must one endure?

giving up not coz I don’t care

but because others don’t

I’ve fuckin’ had enough



stepping back from life’s bullshit

fighting a losing battle

trying not to lose war

by losing the battle



how deep must one dig?

until you find it all,

then to discover

maybe you still do

….

© 2020 michael d emmerich

© 2020 mikesnexus.com

Too Tired To..

I

the last autumn leaf cleaves

bone tired, refusing to fall

grasping the weathered phalange

extending from the gnarled skeletal branch

reaching ….

by a mere filament it hangs

to stubborn … or

too tired to fall

II

that feeling, at days end

when the marrow has been sucked

from the core of your life

when you just too tired to sigh

……

yes, one of those days

that’s how I wake up these days

© 2020 michael d emmerich

© 2020 mikesnexus.com

The Banality of Corporate Deceit

Sad but true – far to often I get caught up in this type of corporate greed, where for a few dollars more or an attempt to save on a budget line item …. staff/practitioners are put at risk. Here we go again … just for a few dollars more on our bottom line lets see how we can fuck you over whilst you slave away on the ground in the middle of a pandemic, let me count the ways I can fuck you over salary, equipment, medications .. oh I’m sure I will find a way; to increase my “cost saving” bonus at year end … but don’t worry says the fat cat – while he sits at home; sees his family, sips his whiskey and enjoys the comforts and human touch, whilst those of us in the trenches have (as usual) none …

Take a read at the poem in the link below … nothing changes …they always the same, no matter how many times they revisit their values and mission statements at fancy weekend management conventions ..

https://mikesnexus.com/2016/02/21/the-banality-of-corporate-deceit/