in the still of the night silence reigns until it is rent asunder ….. by that chilling sound …....... the silent scream …... it rips across the valley floor for all who do not hear … to hear condemning them to a sleepless night …..... filed with dreams ….. just another night of the waking dead
© 2017 michael d emmerich
air goes in and out blood goes round and round that says the medic keeps you alive in sickness and death illness and injury not all goes as it should this is well noted blood and guts sickness and death that last ….. potential breath affirms our quest intimacy with death fuels our passion in life in its abundance ours and yours … the next patient
© 2017 michael d emmerich
the evil that men do
in the name of a god
is not in god’s name
but rather
evil enacted
in their name
hypocrisy prevails
in whose name?
some faceless god?
no…….
just greed
and the face on the lucre
the victorious
the arrogant
the ungodly
there is no god of the righteous
only the greedy
might is not always right
but greed trumps
"in god's name"
is now a lament of regret
what have we become
© 2017 michael d emmerich
that wall of time over the years it just gets higher the great separator that great divide shuffling out the old ushering in the new breaking bridges along the way conformity that builder of walls destroyer of bridges ensuring, at best only memories remain bridges built across time memoirs adsorb the unwanted safely travelling back allowing old to become ….. the new, new
© 2017 michael d emmerich
To all of my followers and gentle readers, I am busy preparing my anthology of poetry for publication later this year. To this end I have started a crowd funding campaign, donors are also eligible for a personal signed copy, shipped to them once published.
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The introduction has been drafted, cover has been designed, back stories for some of the poems penned and possibly a few interesting photos of my working notes have been taken to (hopefully) insert into the anthology. This is where you dear gentle reader come into the picture, by helping me to select 30 to 35 poems, some of which are listed on my site:
The working title of the anthology is yet to be decided, but I am dabbling with; Shadow Chasers or Chasing Shadows .. as many of my poems delve and dive into the gray, darker parts of my mind
Thanks again for all the likes and follows, and hopefully some of you, by year end, be a proud owner of a signed and inscribed copy of Chasing Shadows.
see you in the web world 🙂
sub-titled – the ballerina assassin @nikkiejanee1972
in the still of the night as we chase the sunset candles flicker in the wind the swan lies in repose the pirouette slows en pointe is driven home when the deal goes down red lips of mercury approach the mist rises the die is cast the creed is done these visions of bella donna conquer my mind my achilles is found I claw my way out of the memphis mobile feeling blue pill box hats consume my dreams the wind whispers la’ bella while mercury vapours consume me my time is pledged the reaper awaits the sad-eyed ballerina assassin enters, riding the 6th white horse of the apocalypse as she drifts slowly over the undulating lowlands tears are falling from on high the lips of a precious angel delivering kisses like buttery wings while storms roll in from afar bringing that familiar morning smell we oh so love stoned and fractured harried by the dozen and 35 the swan is lowered to yonder depths to rise again à bientôt
© 2017 michael d emmerich
grief disorder or disease sign of weakness some would say but, it is the price we pay for living an emotional, physical spiritual necessity part of who we are the price you pay …… for love the cure for grief it is to grieve own it hold it close treasured, nurtured it is the price we pay for caring the journey of life requires travel luggage grief is our carryon luggage our constant companion the price we pay for being
© 2017 michael d emmerich
I’ve been hit hard seen too much I need your touch to be healed now falling in love with you ‘twas the right thing to do as the evening shadows lengthen and the stars appear you are there to dry my tears and offer me a warm embrace as I feel your love tomorrow night when the sun dips I know what I’m gonna do hold you for a million years to feel your love dreams come true in the enfolding love blows away all the pain that I'm living you believe in me bleed for me I know what I’m gonna do …… feel our love
© 2017 michael d emmerich
so far away but never to far to not be seen be it in your dreams or nightmares as real as the here and now for those who sleep in that black hole lost in time loved eternally inspired for life will you stay? sleep tight be not afraid the ones you love are here with you lay your head on your pillow prepare a place for me cause when you ready I’m there chasing rainbows while we dream eternally
© 2017 michael d emmerich
the setting sun burns deeply into the darkest recesses squinting at what lies before sinuous curves cutting into the dry earth unravelling before me terrain is familiar but I’m a stranger in an unchanged world taking the long way home the road less travelled carries more traffic than usual familiar faces are now obscured/unrecognisable commonality destroyed rapid lips firing soundless machine gun bursts of polemic I neither see, hear or understand don't cry no more cause soon it’s morning finally it dawned on me I don’t have to travel very far, or at all to get home
© 2017 michael d emmerich
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