any day now the tide will turn any night now a full moon sets a new moon rises a new dawn fast approaches when used correctly it turns the tides of war morning is not broken new dawn new life new hope
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich
Poems
Everybody Dies
everybody dies but not everybody lives life without living death without dying walk through forests filled with demons avoid the the paths live a little get lost chase the demons don’t let them chase you catch a demon by its tail then let it go laugh in the face of death one life live it love your life
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich
Tanka – 5 Lines
The Tanka poem is very similar to haiku but Tanka poems have more syllables and it uses simile, metaphor and personification. There are five lines in a Tanka poem. Tanks poems are written about nature, seasons, love, sadness and other strong emotions. This form of poetry dates back almost 1200 years ago. Here is my first attempt 🙂
any day now tides turn a full moon sets new moon rises any night now just wait a new dawn fast approaches this morning is not broken
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich
Morning Dew
a new day dawns the same as yesterday but it is oh so different dew glistens across the valley casting fast disappearing rainbows chased by bleeding colours across the sky a new palette of shades awaits grasp that brush visualise your perfect picture experience new found colours and shadows beauty whilst transient is eternal serendipitous blessings in each new moment reach out and grasp the day this ephemeral beauty must not escape
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich
Editorial Assistance Please :)
To all of my followers and gentle readers, I am busy preparing my anthology of poetry to (hopefully) be published by year end. Introduction has been drafted, cover has been designed, back stories for some of the poems penned and a few interesting photos of my working notes have been taken to (hopefully) insert into the anthology. To try and give you the reader, a feel for my writing and creative process, and what it looks like in rough draft/scribble – (hopefully its not to scary).
This is where you dear gentle reader come into the picture, by helping me to select 30 to 35 poems, some of which are listed on my site:
Tag one of your favourite poems to be included (by commenting on this post), who knows, you might get to read the back story (as to what inspired me to pen that particular poem), or get to see some of the original draft scribbles and scrawls, photographed from my notebook (which is always in my bag or on my person) – as you never know when inspiration is going to walk through the door.
Thanks again for all the likes and follows … see you in the web world 🙂
Blood or Love?
which runs deeper blood or love which runs thicker which cuts deeper there are ties that blind blood ties, love loosens the bonds love is worth the sacrifice moving beyond break the chains rattle the locks break the cage loosen the ties that bind no not sever let me show you what love can do break the pillars shatter the foundations spread that love come now my darling just lie in my arms its you and I that now remain let me show you what is possible with love
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich
A Symbiotic Life
A blog I follow posted the following stunning pictures of moss growing on a tree. The pictures inspired me to write the following poem.
https://withmyheadintheheavens.wordpress.com/2016/10/01/brushstrokes-of-nature
https://withmyheadintheheavens.wordpress.com/2016/09/30/moss-clings-to-bark-creating-new-life/
new life crawls over the old masking the scars of the past choke, mask, regenerate? do we discard progress so not to mask the past is harmony possible? the new need not choke history like moss let the new enrich beautifying the scars of our past travails old and new a symbiotic relationship survival is dependent on the other let the past benefit from the new without causing harm both have the ability to harm the path of balance needs to be learnt past, present and the way ahead the way of the cleaning symbiosis discarding the excess
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich
White Feathers
Inspired to write a poem on peace, seeing as the 21st of Sept was/is the International Day of Peace.
a white feather fell from heaven doves fly by a bullet whistles past blood drips from the bough of a tree peace in our time is the mantra can it be believed cowardice, faith, protection, bravery peace so many messages, to which do we cleave hope from beyond; past, present or future don’t shoot the messenger crying white doves circle hoping they do not die bringing their message doves cry where children die hope dies when doves cannot fly may they be lifted on the wings of peace upwards to a burning sky to a place with no name the sun sets on a world in disarray how many more white feathers need to fall from a burning sky the spirits are watching are they at peace? I pray that they will be
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich
Choices
choices heaven or hell real and visible surreal yet invisible within and without paths high road or low road real or imagined stepping into the jaws or away from the maw lust anger greed passion love temperance heaven in hell or hell in heaven any day now today right now your choice
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich
Mortality
black is the colour red is the number blue is the steel of the knife lost is the answer what is the question gray is the smoke orange is the glow the smoke curls upwards mortality is the answer preservation is at stake golden is the silence orange is the colour ripping the silence apart crystal are the tears raining down on the moment lost is still the answer the question remains uncertain all that is certain is mortality
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich
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