Closer

closer to edge

everyday now

any day now

it draws nigh



into the void

how far

how high

dare we go beyond

the realm



dare to dream

possibilities exist

its there

within our grasp



closer and closer every day …

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Our Mortal Coil

this life

this mortal coil

to be or to live

shedding this toil

just how long is the life

we choose to live

close your eyes and dream

if you dare



gaze through the window

what looks back

in the stain-glass

an image

a reflection

or

nothingness



look beyond the window

into the distance

at our own possibilities

over the horizon

beyond the veil

a probable future

awaits
........

tear that veil

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Ode to My Beloved

you lift me up

and set me down

with you

life is rich

without you

its not life



this life

an another

can we expect more

stars are raining down

as your hair

brushes the sky



close your eyes

and dream

if you dare

this life

and then the next.

into the sunset

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Answers in the Wind

it's all just

blowing in the wind

when cowls fly

and doves scrape the sky

angry white horses

relentlessly throw themselves

against the sand



time is like mist

sweeping over the mountains

swirling ….

to and fro

its all a daze

as shadows become real

and..

questions are answered

when the wind blows

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Responsibility Abdicated

easy is the hand

that holds the gun steady 

as you pull the trigger



bloody is the hand

guided by the steady hand

on the hilt



uneasy lie the tablets

as calm hands

hold the water jug



its not murder

its not death

just doing my job



not my doing

not my responsibility

just following orders

not even gods will



nuremberg defence

is no defence at all

use your conscience

and object

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Blurred Lines

truth at the flip of a coin

heads or tails

you still lose

do not adjust your set

even if it is

out of focus



blurred lines

merging into a gray morass

indecipherable enigma's

everything

and next to nothing

reality is transformed



fact becomes fiction

life becomes reality

alternate is the new the norm

art is no more

drink and feast

for tomorrow you die

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Over the Horizon

what lies over the horizon

what is at the end of the road

a light?

an escape?

a void?



a sigh

of relief

or an expectation

overcome with emotion



weak at the knees

weak

must be strong

stand tall



breath deep

savour the end

the light rapidly advances

emerging into.....

© 2017 michael d emmerich

At What Cost

Been thinking a lot of late about the cost of service, the sacrifice, be it medical, fire, police and military. Read a few clinical articles in the week in JEMS, on PTSD and how services don’t deal with it, and reread an article I wrote awhile back and the article I quoted.


the price you pay

come so far

waited so long

worked so hard

only to be in a dream

heaven or hell

it always changes



dark holds the light at bay

the more you give

the more they take

the more they live

the more you die

stand firm

fight for the price you've paid



pay in blood

sometimes your own

some cease feeling

for themselves or others

teases and the doubts

solved by being

uncomfortably numb

made it back home

but how?



checking out is possible

but you can never leave

you can't walk away

from the price you pay

nothing more wretched

than what must be endured

been through hell

is it all worth it?

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Image © 2011-2017 DanSun PhotoArt – www.dansunphotos.com

Into the Woods

hay little sister

do you understand

no red cape in the woods

will save you



hearts of darkness

bleed on the dark side

all the way

to the golden gate



be warned

scary things lurk in the woods

they said in hushed whispers

as I entered



looking back over my shoulder

with a faint smile

I said

I know....

© 2017 michael d emmerich

 

The Bard of New Jersey

This is not a definitive article on The Boss, rather it is just my ramblings of an artist I greatly admire and respect, for so many reasons; mainly for his strong social consciousness and the way he juxtaposes darkness and light, despair and hope, life and death; all the while documenting life as he see the world.

Most of his songs focus on the marginalized, the working-class, people making their way in the world, getting through the daily grind. He has spent most of his musical career documenting the daily struggle of people who live in an country (America) where the status quo is:

enforced by a corpocratic government that allows only the rich to get richer

His songs offer glimpses of loss, confusion, hope, faith, resolve, death and destruction; caused by life, politics and government mismanagement. He continually offers hope, at times only glimpses, but it is there for those who are looking, as they are tested by the fire. Emerging from the furnace of life scarred but whole.
I sink beneath the river cool and clear
Drifting down I disappear
I see you on the other side
I search for the peace in your eyes
I break above the waves
I feel the sun upon my face
Paradise – from the Rising 2002
Springsteen is not scared to ask the hard questions that confront the working man. In the above quoted album The Rising; there are tales of great suffering, but there is joy, hope, and a possibility of new tomorrow, without an empty sky. Springsteen says, he was “concerned with those [relationship] ideas: that if you don’t connect yourself with your family and to the world, you feel like you’re disappearing, fading away”.
He has the ability to bring beauty to tragedy, and shine light where it should not exist. Some of his greatest work, in my opinion, are his three acoustic albums, they are stark, dark and raw. They claw at the very fabric of society, lifting the covers and showing the dark underbelly, that exists right in front of us, but we are at times, to blind to see.
It’s songwriting, you know, but in the sense that there’s a geography to it, there’s a landscape, both a physical landscape and an emotional landscape, where I’m trying to capture the essence of an individual’s life in some sense. What’s he striving for? What’s he struggling with? Where is he?
Bruce Springsteen in conversation with Adam Sweeting 2010
The three acoustic albums are Nebraska (1982), The Ghost of Tom Joad (1995) and Devils and Dust (2005). I would say this triptych is essential listening – in one sitting – for all those hardcore Springsteen fans, during which you would be hard pressed to survive with dry eyes.
The stark, dark acoustic masterpiece, The Ghost Of Tom Joad, which celebrates its 21st  anniversary this November, is considered by many to be a sequel to Nebraska (1982) due to its tone, mood and context. It skirts the darkness at the edges of our towns and peripheral vision. Its as real and relevant today as it was then, whether you live in the USA, Europe or South Africa. The austere guitar plays out against a dark post apocalypse economic wasteland visited upon us by powers (governments) beyond our control. The opening and title track – The Ghost of Tom Joad – reminds us that there are still plenty of people living in the margins who need somebody to fight on their behalf. Be it refugees at sea in the Mediterranean, Mexicans been sent back across the border, Syrians walking across Europe, Somalians been killed by warlords or Zimbabwean fleeing a tyrant.
Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries
Where there’s a fight ‘gainst the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me Mom I’ll be there
Wherever there’s somebody fightin’ for a place to stand
Or decent job or a helpin’ hand
Wherever somebody’s strugglin’ to be free
Look in their eyes Mom you’ll see me.”
Bruce Springsteen – The Ghost of Tom Joad – 1995

25th ANNIVERSARY ROCK AND ROLL HALL OF FAME CONCERT
Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band with Tom Morello – Ghost of Tom Joad – Madison Square Garden, NYC – 2009/10/29&3

What draws me to Springsteen? It’s a combination of his gripping raw lyrics, social consciousness, not afraid to have an opinion even if it means losing fans, and then there is his rollicking rock sound when he rips loose with the E-Street Band. I love it when he tackles the powers that be head on, with a hungry heart for the the downtrodden. Springsteen is not scared to tilt at windmills he even called out Trump as a “con man” on “That’s What Makes Us Great,” his new protest song with longtime collaborator Joe Grushecky.

Don’t tell me a lie
And sell it as a fact
I’ve been down that road before
And I ain’t going back
As long as Springsteen keeps churning them out I will keep listening and loving his music, long may the magic last . Here are a few of my favourite Springsteen Albums and Songs … was tough as always to keep the selection concise, especially the songs. Would love to hear your favourite songs and albums.
Peace and love to you all, know matter where you are born or roam
My Favourite Bruce Albums (in date order)
Darkness on the Edge of Town – 1978
The River – 1980
Nebraska – 1982
Ghost of Tom Joad – 1995
The Rising – 2002
Devils and Dust – 2005
Magic – 2007

My Favourite Bruce Songs (in no particular order) – some still bring a tear to my eye

Keeping it to 12 as I did with my Dylan listing 🙂
American Skins
Seeds – Live 75 – 85 version
Ghost of Tom Joad
Paradise
Missing – included on the soundtrack to the 1995 Sean Penn film The Crossing Guard
Blood Brothers
My Fathers House
Secret Garden
Trapped
Lift Me Up – A must listen, you will not believe how beautiful his voice is on this acoustic number
Countin’ on a Miracle – Acoustic version – Originally on The Rising
Devils and Dust
The last word from Bruce: “I open the door, I climb the stairs…,”  completes this post Thanks 🙂