you’ll always be my only guiding light
even when there is no star in sight
perfect love embracing all of me
you give me roots and wings
my guiding star shining bright
cut and polished me like a gem
transcending time and space
anchored to you through time
as we slip away into the night
now, is always wrapped around you
oh remind me to breathe
as time flies by
© 2025 michael d emmerich
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in every leaf that trembles
as in every grain of sand
this fragile beauty brings balance
resonating a harmonious chord
spreading out as ripples
across the universe of our lives
may you always prosper and blossom
continuing to see beauty in every grain of sand
and flower that blooms
for this year and the next that will always follow
bringing a revived catalyst for growth
to my life, our love, and your life
© 2023 michael d emmerich
© 2023 mikesnexus.com
Listening to the guitar playing of David Gilmour makes me appreciate the beauty of silence, the silent (pauses) between his playing. The silence in-between his chords, when he plays a chord… strums/plucks the string/s … and then waits….. that waiting for the next chord to me is at times the best part of his music. That for me is what makes Gilmour such a magnificent guitarist, to me he is the master of the sublime and the understated. To make a statement or impression one does not need to make a noise, neither does one as a guitarist need to rip, shred or wail.
The pause resonates, this then took my mind off on one of its (many) tangents. 🙂
The importance of the unsaid versus the said, the importance of what is not said, in the moments of silence. Interestingly my favourite Pink Floyd album is Wish You Were Here, and it is ironic, that the album explores themes of absence (silence). The lyrics encompass Roger Waters’ feelings of alienation from other people, notably within the band and the tension that they were experiencing.
Well back to my musings of the silence between the chords and let’s explore this dynamic in life; let’s explore how the silent conversations can benefit our relationships and way of life. The comfort of being in someone’s presence and just being … silent …. the silent conversations we have with a loved one or close friend. This silence does not alienate, but brings us closer together, we find comfort, solace in the silence. The importance of silence in conversation can carry more weight than the spoken word.
The silence echoes around the enclosed walls of our minds, encouraging us to break down the alienation and find solace in the silence, and learn the importance of being silent, quiet … amongst those we feel close too, and then taking this silence out into the rushed and frenetic world in which we live. This can help us to slow down in the fast-paced world we live in, for when speed is king, anyone or anything that gets in our way, that slows us down, becomes an enemy. Thanks to speed, we are living in the age of rage. That too is ironic, the fast pace of life alienates more than the comfort we can find in silence.
By opting out we do not have to drop out…
© 2024 michael d emmerich
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the morning light slowly pushes the shadows away
the remains of the night gently recede
yet we cling to the warmth that remains
entwined in our slumbers we hold firm
to another 5 minutes
hushed whispers and the rise and fall as we breath
hands holding firm to the sands of time
to slow down what will eventually be
till then we mould as one
for another 5 minutes
a new day must eventually begin
till then, we press in and on
entwined as one
delaying this moment
for just another 5 minutes … please
© 2023 michael d emmerich
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that which disturbs, irritates
out of this intrusion our natural defence
must be to create beauty
this irritation layered upon our minds
must drag out the lustre of the nacre
and repeatedly caress
layer upon layer
from every grain of sand, let beauty emerge
pearls from pain, washed by tears
this fragile beauty brings balance
becoming a catalyst to growth
allow the weeds of yesteryear
to become the flowers of indulgence
as a new wonderous life emerges
© 2023 michael d emmerich
© 2023 mikesnexus.com
that elusive gift is no longer lost
to find what was never lost but is now found
that is indeed one of life’s mysteries
but,
to those who dare and persist
sands of time will never end
their pathway becomes self-evident
and,
passions are no longer that elusive frontier
that which is valued becomes our truth
with no limits or boundaries
may the sands never run out in this hourglass
© 2023 michael d emmerich
© 2023 mikesnexus.com
love is beauty wrapped
in the seconds of one’s life
stop, linger longer
taste, savour
and just breathe
ensuring this moment in time
is frozen and not forsaken
be enfolded, firmly,
yet with tenderness
just linger and be seen
© 2021 michael d emmerich
© 2021 mikesnexus.com
Reading a few of my poems at an arts festival this weekend … excited, nervous, unsure … first time I will be reading my poems in a public domain, exposing my thoughts, emotions and journey to strangers, in person. Totally different feeling from posting them online or reading to a friend now and again. Possibly the next step in me moving into a more “serious” position on my writings. 😱📖🤔
Selected 5 poems to read (doing some practice readings) , will gauge the audience a see how many they can handle.
#mythoughts #mypoetry
at the centre of his imagination all is blurred or veiled this continual tussle between reveal or shadow inevitably creating a journey of suspense allowing for at times, no resolution or closure retreating into these lost shadows this private reticence of an untold, nay oft told story out of sight, off camera might become an annoyance but is it not the journey rather than that, never reached destination that casts the longer shadow and matters more?
© 2021 michael d emmerich
© 2021 mikesnexus.com
burdens weighing you down
solitude standing wounded bruised
will never be the same again
yet, struggling to remain
this warrior struggles to remain relevant
is there beauty in the dissonance?
compassion doomed to atrophy
but yet expectations remain
father time approaches
veiled with the cloaked of deceit
bearing down as one avoids
that stinging gift
I am awake it’s not over
expectations of invincibility despite
having had enough
lurching back into the fray
that next rubicon beckons
cold helpless alone
coming together joining as one
together we’ll cross the river
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