Gritty Pathways

a forest of thoughts

with pathways of grit

bordered by the ageless

unbending, yet

graceful willow trees

waving me on effortlessly

with the wind of yesteryear



I traverse the pathways

crushing fear underfoot

grittily determined to endure

with grace as my companion

and pockets full of pebbles

slowly being ground

into the gritty sands of time
© 2019 michael d emmerich

Life Matters

“Our interest in death and illness is nothing but a way of expressing an interest in life” Thomas Mann – my poem below is written from a medical perspective – every life matters and has value

air goes in and out

blood goes round and round

that says the medic

keeps you alive



in sickness and death

illness and injury

not all goes as it should

this is well noted



blood and guts

sickness and death

that last …..

potential breath

affirms our quest



intimacy with death

fuels our passion

in life in its abundance

ours

and yours …

the next patient?
© 2017 / 2019 michael d emmerich

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Chasing Rainbows

the moon behind my back

with shadows stretching out before,

distorting, lengthening, changing

the way that lies ahead



standing in the gray

hoping to arrive

as I keep chasing rainbows

to dry my tears
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus

What to Do?

 what to do?

…….

when your heart turns to dust

all you want is just …

yet your blood becomes rust



when in flash

all turns to ash

as your life is slashed



as all you can feel

is cold steel

as you slowly reel



what do you do to survive?

when you only feel alive

after five
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus

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Standing Serene

in the waxing and waning of life

as the sea of tranquillity transforms

with the fast approaching misfortunes of poseidon

be that island of serenity in the raging storms

and pounding waves

of life's tempest

…..

just stand serenely

and be

 

© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus

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Like Water

walk with me

in the woods

dig me a hole

just pour me into it

make me like water

filling every crevice and cranny

and then

…. 

leave me be
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus

No Limits

rose petals

pressed between blank pages

bleeding out,

total commitment

to the cost

of pressing on
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus

Moving Towards Hope

heard you feeling down

show me where it hurts?

tell me your story

so, I can share your pain



I to have that feeling, again

of pain fast approaching

from where you ask?

from the chasm of my self



let me get up

to hopefully,

walk away from this pain

this is not who I am,



not numb to life,

rather alive

to possibilities
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus

 

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Hold On!

what is it that we value

what is the cost of that,

which we so value?

what do we owe and to whom?

to save a friendship

or one that you love



that one, who is there for you

loving unconditionally

accepting of you, regardless

of all your baggage and shit

the walls of silence

and absence



hold on to that person

don’t let go

fucking fight

because

to often, we are waiting

for what’s already there



open your eye’s

see the love

right in front of you.

© 2018 michael d emmerich

© 2018 mikesnexus.com

 

The Forgotten Soldier

history written by the victorious

remembered by the soldier

forgotten by all

battered, bruised, discarded

honour cast aside

no medals for the forgotten warrior



once forgotten

memories now return

new wounds emerge

new scars

new pain and guilt

but still society forgets



wars once popular

now become an anathema

silence abounds

but the memories remain



history written in black

but remembered in blood

history written in scars

survives beyond the fading text



politicians write the history

soldiers carry the weight of that history

 

© 2016 michael d emmerich
© 2016 mikesnexus.com