Pictures taken in South Africa at Witsieshoek, at 3000m in the Drakensberg Mountains. The temp was 4 deg C with a wind chill of -7 deg C … just another day at the office 🙂
life
Blood or Love?
which runs deeper blood or love which runs thicker which cuts deeper there are ties that blind blood ties, love loosens the bonds love is worth the sacrifice moving beyond break the chains rattle the locks break the cage loosen the ties that bind no not sever let me show you what love can do break the pillars shatter the foundations spread that love come now my darling just lie in my arms its you and I that now remain let me show you what is possible with love
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich
Surrounded By Life
there is life is everywhere it exists, and always has in all that we see there is life even in death, there is life it is light, pushing darkness back fighting those that rail against it in the most unimaginable places life claws out an existence life like hope is the eternal spring that we all desire to sate our thirst long may the well overflow with a never ending river of life
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich
Facing Mortality
my finger is on the trigger the needle is in the vein my blood is on my hands my soul is in disarray  my dreams are littered with death the smells soak my dreams drenching my bed sheets awakening, bound in linen and sweet  in the distance I see fields littered with red poppies drooping, dripping in the morning mist bending with the weight of the unknown  mortality waits at every turn the knife blade glints in the morning dew the bare wrist looks inviting as the knife slides silently into its sheath  the red mist clears the sun breaks through the clouds my soul is in my hands the red poppies look beautiful this morning
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich
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The Ven of Life
Over the past few days a good friend of mine passed away, and upon his passing, and it has dragged me along to think of death, the fragile state of our existence and how quickly and unexpectedly the candle can be snuffed out. It made me remember something my dad said before he died: that its a sad day when you get to the stage of your live when your friends start to die around you … having lost a few friends of late, all in their mid 50’s, I have had cause to gaze introspectively at my navel, and just contemplate life.. and all its joys, friends, family and time spent with them, recollections of past events/encounters, and all the pleasure that these interactions have brought.
For those who know me, they would say that it is an irony that I get so closely caught up in death, with all its pain and emotion, seeing as though I have seen so much of it in my career, in so many places and caused by so many different events. All that prevents me from getting dragged into the quagmire of death; is my ability to insulate myself, build a wall…although that has also been to my own detriment, and I have, of late become more immersed in the death and pain which I encounter in my daily walk.
All these thoughts, emotions and reflections have moved me to pen this poem:
The Ven of Life
all that we are and have is our emotions interactions and experiences all that we have is the ven of our lifes as we journey through life we cross paths with strangers friends, family and loved ones it is these paths that cross intersect which drag us into the ven the bigger the interaction the greater the ven the more we interact the more we ven we cannot exist without interacting the extent of our interactions increases our circle the more we interact the more we overlap seeking to be apart of the greater universal circle the commonality of our existence increases our ven the more walls we break down the more we interact the more expose ourselves to risk and become more fragile this fragility increases our ven which then enriches our lives only through the ven of life can we fully enjoy and appreciate all that life has to offer so ven on!
© 2015 Michael D Emmerich
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