I long for the sound of your voice caressing my cheek your lilting laugh your upturned smile to hear your laughter to laugh with you for you to laugh at me ….. I long for you …….
© 2018 michael d emmerich
I long for the sound of your voice caressing my cheek your lilting laugh your upturned smile to hear your laughter to laugh with you for you to laugh at me ….. I long for you …….
© 2018 michael d emmerich
A question to comment or ponder on:
How does one engender empathy (and hope) in ones darkest hour? Do we/can we do it (engender empathy) because life is fundamentally amazing, even though (or because), is spite of it all, it has an ending?
I’ve always had expectations from the first time we met realised our dreams forged in conflict on life’s anvil the world keeps spinning even when you let go although my head is spinning as it all slows down the forge cools my dreams keep recurring I don’t want to wake up to the possibility of diminished expectations and forgotten memories ……. but still I linger for the dreams to become real expectations
© 2018 michael d emmerich
If any of you gentle readers have read my last few poems … the quote below sums up the tone and content ….. and my current journey ….

Thanks for staying with me on this part of life’s journey ….

the house stands all alone on the hill shuttered and drawn I approach in darkness all is locked, silent and dark I seek some way in but to no avail no one answers my knocking a sliver of light at an upstairs window a shadow beckons is this the glimmer of hope that will open the door? I patiently wait …..
© 2018 michael d emmerich
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
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 🙂

Here is to wishing all my followers (new and old) a blessed and restful time over this frenetic period. May you have had the privilege and opportunity to spend time with loved ones.

I look forward to your continued support and inspiration in 2018. It looks to be an exciting year for my writing career … watch this space … peace and love to all of you gentle readers
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a home coming poem for my beloved … (PG rated) – followed by the gorgeous voice and lyrics of Skylar Grey – Coming Home, Part II
coming home home coming coming at home beautiful expressions amazing spaces gorgeous times always returning for more always coming ….. home
© 2017 michael d emmerich
For all those traveling at this time of the year, travel safely as you journey to friends and family … as for me I will be with my family for New Years 🙂
Now listen to the haunting gorgeous voice of Skylar Grey
An EMS colleague of mine posted this picture the other day ….

All I can can say … is that losing a patient takes away apart of you, you can never get back. I wrote an article on this entitled:
For those who ask this question, to those of us who work in EMS … take a read … and ponder awhile, at the of the cost of care. To my colleagues who keep going back to do the same … thank you ….
Cover image courtesy of: © 2011-2017 DanSun PhotoArt