Tunnel of Love

roll up, roll up

shouts life

as you excitedly queue

to enter the tunnel of love

what beckons

what awaits

so much excitement

the yawning future

sucks you in

darkness beckons, engulfs

holding on tight to each other

and our dreams


distant lights approach

eager anticipation unfolds

what awaits

love, eternal happiness

for evermore


pain, longing, separation



patiently, silently

we await

the darkness slowly lifts 

© 2018 michael d emmerich


pain fast approaches

crashing into you

ripping all asunder

pulling it in close

embracing, holding

desperately trying

to keep all the broken pieces



clinging not ignoring

desperately hoping to transform


pain to compassion

anger into love

fear into kindness



positive energy to sustain

through the travails and tempest

that assail on this journey

© 2018 michael d emmerich

A Question…. ?

A question to comment or ponder on:

How does one engender empathy (and hope) in ones darkest hour? Do we/can we do it (engender empathy) because life is fundamentally amazing, even though (or because), is spite of it all, it has an ending?



I’ve always had expectations

from the first time we met

realised our dreams

forged in conflict

on life’s anvil

the world keeps spinning

even when you let go

although my head is spinning

as it all slows down

the forge cools

my dreams keep recurring

I don’t want to wake up

to the possibility

of diminished expectations

and forgotten memories


but still I linger

for the dreams to become

real expectations

© 2018 michael d emmerich

Write What Hurts….

If any of you gentle readers have read my last few poems … the quote below sums up the tone and content ….. and my current journey ….

write hard about what hurts 1


Thanks for staying with me on this part of life’s journey ….


Virginia Woolf Quote

A Glimmer of Hope


the house stands all alone on the hill

shuttered and drawn

I approach in darkness

all is locked, silent and dark

I seek some way in

but to no avail

no one answers my knocking

a sliver of light

at an upstairs window

a shadow beckons

is this the glimmer of hope

that will open the door?

I patiently wait


© 2018 michael d emmerich

Road of Despair

hole in my heart

finger on the trigger

where am I headed

who the fuck knows

road of no return

grapes of uncertainty

pressed into

wine of despair

camp fire light beckons

so what!


who the fuck cares

© 2018 michael d emmerich

Cogito Ergo Sum – in 3 parts

I wrote this poem in Nov 2016 as 3 separate poems, but they are meant to be read as one. Here it is re-edited and posted in its entirety. The poem emerges from the cocoon of my reading and musings of TS Elliot, Dante, Descartes and some Arthur Conan Doyle.



when you down who lifts you up

when you are lost who finds you

when you fall, is it from grace

if so, whose grace

who is lost with you

who binds the wounds

whom do you discover, when you are down

yourself or another

what awaits over the horizon

what lies beneath the wounds

what lifts you up

come on rise up

we rise by lifting others up

we discover ourselves when lost

we need not be alone

come on, stand together

every breath is a doorway

to heaven or hell

so just breath

and rise up


as you await at

breaths doorway

just breathe

and see what awaits

as you pause to exhale

by not breathing

we are forced to choose

heaven or hell

but let not fear inspire

either mortality or immortality

let Virgil be your guide

through the mythical dark wood

of spiritual values

that at times

perverts' human intellect

the pilgrims journey

demands questions be answered

within the dark forest

on a crooked path

the meaningful can become meaningless

as we journey on a quest

into the unlit darkness


we are on a journey

on a quest

into the darkened heart

of life, doubts and dreams

that search for proof of life

strength in life, rests on doubt

accept that which you know to be true

are dream states virtual reality

is life one constant dream

what is real?

let knowledge be your secure foundation

not the imagination thereof

but the doubt thereof

let doubt be your proof of life

doubt creates sanity

life is stronger than anything the mind can invent

what is real are our thoughts

doubt your senses

doubt your existence

rise up and claim your reality


therefore, you live

© 2018 Michael D Emmerich

My Holiday Collage

Relaxing and restful time with my bi-pedal and quadruped family 🙂  Family Time, Cigars, Beverages, Great Food, Vinyl, Pussy (cats) and Great Views

Some of the Vinyl that was played ……

A few cigars and cool beverages were consumed ….

Amazing sunsets, moon-rises and … just generally great views from the patio …

Pussy (cats) in repose ……..

My family …..

And now its very soon back to work …. The DRC … here I come 🙂

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The Visitor

step over the portal

into the atrium

not the inner chamber

just visiting

it all seems so familiar

but it’s not

music’s playing

don’t know the playlist

coffee’s warm

but tastes different

just need to lay my head

where my hat lies

maybe next time

© 2018 michael d emmerich