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
flight or fight feed or fight decision, choices new approaches, nurture or battle the demons that exist within conflict needs resolution become the peacemaker restore the balance challenge yourself step into the shadows embrace your demons nurture, feed these inner demons, begin the journey integration reconciliation inner peace
© 2017 Michael D Emmerich
ignorance, wisdom two sides of the same sword conviction, divine certainty lends people the will to believe all sorts of atrocities under some banner herd stupidity encourages partaking of the kool aid, seemingly wise people desirous of ignorance choosing to not see what is evident escape from the herd is the only choice to recover ones senses slowly, after all the easiest person to fool is none other but yourself
© 2017 Michael D Emmerich
alone at last silence stealthily encroaches the fog of silence drifts closer surrounding, enfolding me, myself, I this unique trinity, striving for … nothingness the great disconnect finally, at last we are alone to converse with ourselves and then, maybe … just listen … to nothing
© 2017 Michael D Emmerich
what if nothing exists we're all in somebody's dream maybe a series of dreams can we keep pretending there is nothing wrong should we? that fragile delusion called reality a thin line between reality and imagination with no exit in any direction in the long run possibly an insignificant difference come on everybody dream on, baby dream
© 2017 Michael D Emmerich
through a veil I barely see darkness shrouding the land shuttered windows obstruct the view doors firmly closed darkened eaves hold secrets no one drops by there is no need the net was my safe haven but safety net no more with partially opened doors shutters always ajar tabs can reveal more we keep pretending that truth is elusive but no more a version is always within one’s grasp
© 2017 Michael D Emmerich
Continuing the challenge to keep writing poems of 144 haracters or less. Here are a few more #micropoems. Poetry for twitter 🙂
1. gaze deeply into deaths eyes ponder on what gazes back 2. the myth that one can innocently stand by is just that a myth
© 2017 Michael D Emmerich
live on the edge where shadows nudge night greets day dark flees light past overlooks present a probable future life in the penumbra is a paradox it is viable pulling either way constant conflict to what end seeking what the penumbra? contradictory interrelated elements existing simultaneously persisting for eternity hither and thither clawing, dragged back inexorably, irreversibly to the core of darkness or light
© 2017 Michael D Emmerich
Greetings to all my gentle readers and avid followers. For those of you who have a love for poetry, poems, creative writing and life, please visit my new on-line magazine I have created on Flipboard; the app can be downloaded on the iStore and Android, or you can follow it on-line by clicking on the link below:
I post links to interesting articles on writing and poetry – for example:
A Few Questions for Poetry – from the New York TimeDec 30, 2016
Also #micopoems from my favourite writers, book reviews and much more …. read, enjoy, add and comment. Poetry is life 🙂
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