The Coming Storm

a poem of reflection …..

under the influence of life

all things merge into one

forming a single perfect storm

motionless I lay on the turgidity

can approaching silence be so quiet?



waiting in hope, in time and silence

a single menacing mass approaches

gray clouds merging into

a single menacing black mass

waiting and listening in the silence



what defines you now

is how you deal with this tempest

afterward, do you lie basking in the sunlight

or broken, bruised on the rocks

for in that silence you will be defined
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus.com

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

life matters

Chasing the Gray

Another year around the sun rolls by … another year opens up .. my life continues … what does the next year hold? All I know is that I keep chasing, moving forward .. skirting the gray .. pushing towards hope as I skirt the shadows …

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My 55th birthday poem, a present to myself …. you decide if it is inspiring or depressing ….♥

closer to the edge

day by day

I skirt the sepia

my darkness

my solitude



I’ll lock the door

block the door

maybe step outside

and change the world



welcome to my world

my inner eternal battles

where even blood is gray

when coagulated by time



hope pushes out fear

pain and despair

is it all in vain

as I chase the gray
© 2017 michael d emmerich

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Distance

the crumpled boarding pass

fell out my pocket 

as I fumbled for my keys

time away from home

makes the heart more distant



taking care of self

whilst away

causes pain to those close

distance damages

doesn’t always heal



departing the breach

leaves a gap

that could be filled

by another

or just left empty



love and affection

forgotten, lost in time

through one’s travels

this void left

….

empty, vacant and alone
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus

A Life Discarded

rolling highways of aging steel

spikes of steel arching upwards

stretching from here to wherever

even possibly infinity



remnants of a life discarded

frantically clinging to rusted spikes

as the blustery wind plucks and rips

desperately trying to set them free



these cast aside fragments

finally break free to fly

but only to be caught

by yet another highway of steel



which proceeds to agonisingly

shred, rip, tear

more of its life away

right down to the marrow
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus

Thought for the day …

be that island of serenity in the raging storms
and waves of life's tumultuous ocean
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus