the moon behind my back with shadows stretching out before, distorting, lengthening, changing the way that lies ahead standing in the gray hoping to arrive as I keep chasing rainbows to dry my tears
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My Thoughts and Head Space
Some of you might have noticed I have been silent/absent for a few weeks from posting. I have been processing a lot – 2018 has been a rough year; a love was lost, a few close friends/colleagues passed away (natural causes, in the line of duty and some took their own lives), work has been mentally & emotionally draining in The DRC with very little off time for rest and respite, plus writers block has hit me of late, although the writings that do emerge are filled with far to many dark thoughts & silent screams skirting the shadows of my mind. So I have withdrawn, not processing on social media, but in private, so many emotions & thoughts circle the shadows of my mind, trying to focus on the positive & write happy thoughts, but my writing is still skirting the dark.
I do know that there is light at the end of the tunnel and the progression of healing takes time, and one must just learn to be patient with one’s self, and allow the healing to take place. I want to thank the few close friends who have been there for me … Thanks T, and a few others ….
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Is it Dark Yet?
shadows fall darkness creeps there is something coming in the crawling dusk we will lose the day when the darkened veil achingly descends how long can we wait? beyond this veil nothingness awaits when will it be rent asunder? by whom? and when they come will they bring the morrow?
© 2018 michael d emmerich
© 2018 mikesnexus.com
My Poetry is …..
neither a shout
nor a scream
not a whimper
or a whisper
….....
but an eruption
of emotion
from within
….......
once released
it plots its own path
and passion
towards darkness
or light
...
© 2017 michael d emmerich
Subterranean Lullaby
pitter patter of tiny feet rat-a-tat of bullets ripping sheets orange spears of flickering candles casting opaque shadows on strips of flannel digging deeper, ripping up the dirt slowly covering holes in the shirt the man in the long black coat stands unsteadily at the edge of the moat doing his best not to gloat as the sand, cascades down all around the sacrificial goat as its ripped bleeding throat drains over the distended belly, as it bloats swallowed up consumed by this world in the belly of the beast all curled buried in the grave, six feet under as the veil is rent asunder silver coins glinting on the eyes, all bright weeping silver teardrops, in the watery moonlight
© 2018 Michael D Emmerich
A Shooting Star
Dedicated to my gorgeous, patient, long suffering, beautiful .. wife
saw your shooting star tonight shattering the black of the night flying across an amber palette burning bright for all to see that’s your mystique slicing that veil of darkness let your light shine through my darlin’ you shine best on the darkest of nights burning brightly chasing my dark away that’s what you do best dragging me to the light my darlin’
© 2016 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
To the Edge
bleeding tears of blood heart rent asunder the yawning chasm looms balancing on a precipice tottering towards a fall the cold slap of reality awakens you from that dream to drag you into a nightmare
© 2018 michael d emmerich
Onward & Upward
This poem goes out to my buddy and dear friend, Victor …thinking of you dude 🙂
the struggle against adversity brings forth changes dragging one up or down push upward reaching for higher levels of functioning which did not previously exist building resilience absorbing damage but not failing bouncing back
© 2017 michael d emmerich
Shared Burdens
battered and bruised shattered and drawn fading away into the gray dragged down those deepest depths the fear is real sleep escapes only but a heartbeat away from what I don’t know headlong crashing into life fading away from the blue hearts are breaking I can feel it, can you let me carry your sorrows let me shed tears for you and take them when they come
© 2017 michael d Emmerich
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