Float

 

Sliding down burning rope
into darkened depths
of glimmering hope…
each level descended,


I shatter in scope

— breaking layers
one by one —
leaving the past

dis
in
te
grat
ed


behind in my wake

of tormented times.

Freer and freer,
deeper and deeper
I dive,
growing fins
where wings were.

I do not fear
the landing
because

I float.

 

~ Emily C.

5.31.17

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Hello friends. Just a quick note to check in. I continue in my recovery and healing from my own challenging year, and then the grief of Chris Cornell’s death. I needed to detach from obligations and expectations this last little while to really truly shed layers of stress built up. I am finally…fingers crossed/knock on wood…seeing glimpses of my happier self shining through (prior to Chris’ death). It’s been a daily consciousness kind of thing, and really listening to my needs, making them known, saying no, and living in the moment.

On that note, while I have been writing some, I’ve had to breathe from the reading here a bit. Today, I have spent all day trying to visit and catch up on as many blogs as I can.  I am also working on not apologizing for things that don’t need apologizing for, so I won’t say I’m sorry for not being around, because my health needed the break. (Being a people pleaser is part of what has caused so much stress to begin with.) But, I will say thank you for your continued support and love. Especially to those who have reached out during my grieving.

I think after a year of constant daily writing, my brain needed space. And honestly, I think that it will mean that I have a wellspring built up to produce more words when they are ready.  I need(ed) to allow myself the time.

Love to all. I’m always in awe of your talent, passion, beauty and friendship. And while we all need time away, I doubt I could ever stay away for long.

Thank you!

Love, Em

Rise

ran roaming fingers along my chest
felt your name in goosebump braille
waters rise in dark places
enter if you dare

shhh, silence
I want to hear you breathe
exploring unknown territory
mapless, follow me

plunge your oar into my depths
call out my name in ricochets
my path will guide you home
echoing climactic refrains

shhh, silence
I want to hear you breathe
our seas merged, our bodies purged
lay you down on me

~ Emily C.

5.29.17

Spun

you spun
with a fire that blinded the sun
words flew like daggers glinting with hints of love
landing in soft tissue, piercing shrill notes
twisting three-hundred-sixty
degrees

you weaved
like a master of musical tapestry
take that minor and slip into a major key
dancing on ladders of scales, out of our reach
we gape-mouthed,
breathe

you teased
with low baritone growl seducing slow
take it up high with a silky string of flow
soul-shuddering soulful croon
there was no where to go, but
other worlds

far beyond,
we flew with you, never looking down
lighting our own lamp, into black expanse,
face-to-face in the dark we embraced
spoken in songs we counted on you
to sing

~ Emily C.

5.26.17

Walk With Me

Walk with me
in the letting go
where wild dogs roam
and banshees howl

walk with me
until the moon finally sleeps
under the raging canopy
of a night
a life gone awry
awash in fiery regrets
we can’t possibly correct

now

walk with me
as we cry knowing you are gone
but our hands still grasp
holding on, holding on

walk with me while the song
says goodbye in your silent voice
that sung its final show
screamed its final note

a solo guitar strums in the wind
your eyes as dark as time
still see one last sun
my heart as good as gone

walk with me
in our letting go
letting go

let go

gone

~ Emily C.

5.25.17

Help Save Seattle’s Pearl Jam and Soundgarden Music History!

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During this week of mourning for Chris, more sad news has developed. Yesterday the news reported that the building that houses the basement where Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, Alice in Chains all practiced as young bands in the ’90s is going to be put up for sale on the market.

It is under the Black Dog Forge ironworks company.  For decades fans have flocked from all over the world to visit the space.  It is still being used as a practice space for bands to this day. In a city that is on development steroids, it will no doubt be purchased and destroyed unless the Forge can come up with enough money to buy the building itself.

There is a Go Fund Me page where donations are being collected. Any amount is appreciated and even if they can’t reach the necessary target, the money will still go to a good cause in helping Black Dog Forge relocate.

I am going to try and find a way to share this link on some Pearl Jam fan pages in hopes that it will spread like wildfire.  I hope Eddie is aware, too, but not sure how to bring it to his attention.

If you feel you can donate anything, please do. And even just sharing the link would be a help because others may want to contribute.  You can share the Go Fund Me link, the news articles, and you can reblog this post here on WP to reach even more.

Thank you for your support with this, and for your understanding as I work through my time of sadness. I hope to be back to normal programming in the near future. Love, Em.

Save Seattle Music History!! ~ Go Fund Me fundraiser page

Help Save Grunge Landmark Black Dog Forge ~ a longstanding practice space for icons like Soundgarden and Pearl Jam  ~ The Stranger, Seattle

Black Dog Forge Building to be Sold ~ MyNorthwest.com

Long Live Rock ‘N Roll Campaign to Save Iconic Seattle Music Space ~ KIRO TV

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