Who Shall Mourn?

if I pass away in some foreign field

sun burnt white back bones

the brittle stations of the cross

civilisations like bones

… turn to dust



who will know to come and mourn?

if they knew, would they?

eulogy or legacy

what remains

.. other than another day



as the worlds falls apart

the strings are pulled

it all unravels, at the end

I can’t leave, but eventually I will

just passing through

 

© 2020 Michael D Emmerich
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Medic’s Epitaph

looking back, I gaze

at a red and broken past

around my feet lies the present

an uncertain yet clear future lies before



surrounded by pain

time spent with the dead and dying

understanding death at times

comes easier than conversing with the living



contemplation brings a deeper appreciation of life

all I want my epitaph to be

is not confusion, but

…..

“just trying to leave someone alive”
© 2019 michael d emmerich
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Trauma

as the blood dries

beneath my nails

as the metallic smell

lingers in the air

as my boots

slip on the shit stained floor

as I wipe the vomit

from my shirt front



removing blood-stained glasses

ripping of blue blood gloves

gazing across

at what lies before

not a beep can be heard

lights fade to gray

ashen faces stare back

and the memory remains

© 2018 michael d emmerich

© 2018 mikesnexus.com

Don’t Stop

 keep moving

every minute of every day

pushing onward

refrain from looking back

evading that twisted claw of grief

as it tries to shred the memories

of yesterday

© 2018 michael d emmerich

Home

opening the door

stepping over the threshold

asking not much

neither a kiss or an embrace

just to lie down for awhile

not to be alone

just to be at home

© 2018 michael d emmerich

Nevermore

lift me up

nevermore

head on my pillow

nevermore

empty sky

for evermore

© 2018 michael d emmerich

A Conundrum

memories

……

to beautiful to forget

too painful to remember

what to do?

……

either way you’re fucked

© 2018 michael d emmerich