Becoming Me

daily struggle of avoidance

under the radar over the hedge

silence, solitude



disappearing into other worlds

whilst

mired in this one

fast approaching fears

decisions pending



conscience or crowd

object or be subjected

fight or flight

kill, heal, pray



dream within a dream

hoping it never ends

but oh to soon

boys become men



awake, breathing, still dreaming

failing

dreaming of a hope once virtuous 

now lost



seeking, searching

always asking

but why?

why me?


ah yes

becoming me

never ends

why should it?

© 2017 michael d emmerich

The Versatile Blogger Award – Nominations

I had the honour of being nominated by MrAnonymous, for the above award. More about him and his unique blog in his own words:

Stop by, and we hope you’ll become apart of the Project: Heard family. You are the voice, we are the platform. 

TheMrAnonymous

Rules of the Versatile Blogger Award:

1. Thank the blogger who nominated you and share their link.

2. Nominate at least 10 bloggers for the award and provide links to their blogs. Also, inform them about the nomination.

 3. Reveal 7 facts about yourself that your readers may not know.

Seven Facts About Me

  • I love my cats
  • Travel way to much and spend to much time away from home
  • Enjoy the outdoors – Running and MTB
  • Live on the most exciting continent – Africa
  • Addicted to EMS ♥♥
  • Chocoholic 🙂 … say no more
  • Enjoy Bourbon and Cigars

There we go … some useful (or useless) trivia about me 🙂

My 10 Nominations  – In no particular order – far be it for me to be accused of favouritism 🙂

They are a strange mix of poetry, books, music and writing sites .. a unique eclectic mix, I encourage you to pop in and visit them. They give me many happy hours of distraction.

See you in the blogsphere, next time,
Regards mikesnexus (aka – ME)

Never Ending

day dons

nights cloak

becomes

the turncoat



unfurling

across the land

advancing

relentlessly



without end

devouring all

within its dark maw



victory is short lived

light returns

...

but for how long

© 2017 michael d emmerich

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

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

Self Portrait

life is a mystery

my tournament's begun

a pickled piper plays his piccolo

the choir softly sings

my game commences

including expenses



confidential information?

no its my life

not a public inquiry

the greatest work of art commences

my life



the pen is poised

ink-pot awaits

the brushes are ready

rainbow colours mixed

clean pages await

orchestra warms up

slowly the grinding wheel turns



what will be my epitaphI don't know”

who sets the rules



attempt what is not certain

when will certainty arrive

divining signs mislead

my valuable delusion



knowledge is a deadly friend

inspiration emerges from the womb

confusion, questions, not knowing

swarms of questions always emerge

small questions

flying on mighty wings



the rainbow fades

the ink runs dry

dry nibs scar the once clean slate

leaving to never return

confusion will be my epitaph

© 2017 michael d emmerich