My Holiday Collage

Relaxing and restful time with my bi-pedal and quadruped family 🙂  Family Time, Cigars, Beverages, Great Food, Vinyl, Pussy (cats) and Great Views

Some of the Vinyl that was played ……

A few cigars and cool beverages were consumed ….

Amazing sunsets, moon-rises and … just generally great views from the patio …

Pussy (cats) in repose ……..

My family …..

And now its very soon back to work …. The DRC … here I come 🙂

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Cold Chains

cold chains hold me down

black holes suck me in

medicine for the soul

best taken cold and dry

iron chains

draggin’ me down

sliding down a muddy hillside

into a strange world

in me

or in you?

© 2018 michael d emmerich

No Returns

live for now

one ride

one chance

seize it

it’s all we have

no return ticket

just a one-way trip

straight over the horizon

….

and begone

© 2017 michael d Emmerich

Some Kind of Pain

oh that

exquisite beautiful tragedy

giving birth to

amazing creativity

…..

nobody feels any pain

nobody feels any joy

…….

to feel joy

you must first experience pain

…….

or is it

the other way round?

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Alive, but?

duty calls

conflicting with the heart

which is more important

what do we know?



does not knowing

burden the weary traveller

sadness presses down

but we are alive



beaten down

by the weight of fate

alone we stand

shoulder to shoulder



how cautious can we be?

stand up and be free

whilst continuously

coming up for air

© 2017 michael d emmerich

#micropoetry No. 10

 Continuing the challenge to keep writing poems of 144 characters or less. Here are a few more #micropoems. Poetry for twitter

1.

fact becomes fiction

reality becomes life

alternate is the new the norm

drink and feast

for tomorrow you die




2.

travelling into my space

the road less travelled

 dipping in and out

just visiting

a scary process

discovering what lies beneath

at my place


3.

poets, dreamers & writers

who do you talk to

and where do you go?

to those who live in

strange places

dead spaces

and

dream places?

 

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Defining Self

the present is a construct of the past

every breath we have taken

is the sum of who we are

that past we remember

does it affect our present?

does forgetting cleanse our slate?



are we bound by the rattling cold chains

that bind us to as distant memory?

does time eventually conquer us?

are we only doomed to repeat history

if we remember it?



the constant past that never leaves

is it a blessing or a curse?

do moments give birth to new moments?

or are they transformed

into the next state of flux



that clean slate of the now

is ready

redefine the now

using yesterday’s palette

paint a new tomorrow

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Certainty

inspiration, that which

born from not knowing

drives us to discover

to tackle the uncertain

in the hope that certainty arrives



grasping at the uncertainty of life

pushes us to embrace that continuum

of not knowing

if or when certainty will arrive

but arrive it will



turning the unknown

into the known

that empty canvas

into the most majestic sunrise

on a glorious new day

flush with new discoveries

© 2017 michael d emmerich

Tears

tears from above

go whence?

after they fall



tears of love, grief, joy

cutting paths

leaving scars



at journeys end

what becomes of them

do they remain?



as  vessels filled

with pain and love

to heal or to harm?



either way

they have a story to tell

which must be heard

© 2017 michael d emmerich

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