fading into forever
nothing left behind
all the worries wither
reaching far to feel fine
all your calls unanswered
the letters in the box
forgotten whispers flitter
figments fractured by our dark
days that turned to nights
nights that never end
until i found my road
beyond the road’s last bend
where no signs point to me
where maps fail to lead
to places i find solace
in solace’s gentle bed
fading into forever
for now is far too raw
safe in my own embrace
the only arms i trust
away from words too sweet
the lies of mouths that gush
the truest sign of fraud
the ones who glitter gold
give me souls dirty,
ripped, torn, and dull
the ones that hide away
the ones i stumble upon
humble in their countenance
unafraid to show deep scars
i’ll trust the gritty any day
over polished fake facades
find me gone forever
from the world i thought i knew
from what once lured me
i’ll slip into the unreachable

~ Em C.



Staked Thoughts on Sand Dunes

you stake your thoughts on sand dunes
proudly at the top
march along the ridgeline
exclaiming certainty of fact

but you stand upon a mountain
composed of unique grains
together compiling totality
in billions of strains

the view is mighty and unexplored
one you would never see
if not for all those underfoot
elevating your stature unnaturally

billowing on the horizon
your darkest nemesis
storm of immeasurable dimensions
builds in swirling fits

soon the tornado of truths
churns at your sunburned feet
knocking your staked thoughts
down as winds of voices speak

brought to knees you pray
battered convictions evaporate
reminded that all we know
is that no one really knows

~ Em C.



To Moor

She would not be a willing witness

To his inevitable shipwreck fate

Despite the warnings, he sailed away

Straight into that electric storm

She threw him buoys and rings and ropes

He followed the siren’s song

Throngs of others hollered

From the edges of the dock

“Watch out for hidden dangers

For weeds and toxic spots

Eating at your hull

Rotting your heart and guts”

She opted not to jump in after

When the effort to save him failed

She would not watch him sink

Not flounder, nor succumb

The messages were clear

The traps ahead laid bare

The storm drew him in

Its magnetic lure

But if he manages to survive

She’d meet him back on shore

She’d dry his tears and provide for him

Her shoulder upon which to moor

~ Em C.


Man With a Million Voices

man with a million inner voices
staring at an imaginary flower
held in his raised hand
pondering its power

the bench on which he sits
is warped by years of time
when people sat and stared
forgetting their own names

wheeling his cart carrying
all of his worldly goods
no house to call home
the park his neighborhood

we’ve circled the same path
we’ve passed each other daily
countless revolutions round
pounding feet on gravel

i wonder what you hear…
who tells you what to do?
do you talk to birds?
to spirits in the wood?

burdened in his curse
to forever haunt the lake
him or me, i’m not sure
how different we are in state

i only hear one voice, mine
in all its rambling glory,
running through the gamut, 
but still only one alone

the cart i push, invisible
full of life’s baggage
i shed a bit each visit
i leave it on windy days

you carry yours endlessly
you left nothing behind
you are imprisoned in your own way

and i, in mine


~ Emily C.



Almost every day I pass a mentally ill homeless man pushing a cart full of stuff around the lake. I’ve come to appreciate him as a part of my walk. We are all only one incident or gene away from being in a different position in life. A reminder we are not all that far away, despite our differences. I’ve been wanting to write a poem about him and today it finally came out.

Award Winner

Congratulations on your Academy Award!
You’ve really got them fooled,
spellbound by your histrionics,
your handcrafted crocodile tears!

You’ve set the stage spectacularly!
You’ve set the audience up to fall,
you’ve baited them into your trap,
they’ve eaten it all up!

It’s clear you’ve worked so hard
to get to this red-carpet point
going through your co-stars
kissing then kicking them out stage right!

When critics cry foul, shoot back
with your phony stories’ lined
with lies that make you seem the victim,
when you know that belies the truth!

The truth? My god what’s that?!
Distract, project and blame shift,
claim “false news!” and reeeeel them in!
Why not? It works every time!

Swindle the ones who praise you,
who cannot see past your false face!
Ostracize the ones who speak truth,
until only “Yes!” people fill your space!

Oh, you must be so awfully proud!
You’ve refined your predatory palate,
you’ve racked up quite the history;
you’ve worked so damn hard

to con your crowd!

~ Emily C.


So Blue

meet me on the moon
I’ll be on the silver beach
toes in sand
pondering the view

binoculars aiming down
to rapidly crumbling earth
I’ve got my books and blanket
on the sunny side of moon

wave to me when
you’ve found my bit of heaven
I shouldn’t be hard to miss
being the only one

meet me on the moon
I’ve saved you a kiss
(perhaps a little more
I’ve reserved
for our dessert)

let’s sit back and watch
as armageddon ends the mess
let it blow, implode, destruct
we’ve got no reason
to go back

hold me close, my love
I’d rather be with you
than on the planet we left
that used to be

so blue

~ Emily C.


Wings of Doves

i’ll ride on the wings of doves
above the human condition

go on about your tantrum
my soul is untouchable

the torture you inflict
is out of my domain

soaring i deflect
your arrows poorly aimed

look how little you behave
how mighty you pretend

how thinking intimidation
makes you bigger than the rest

when in reality the truth
shows how small you really are

a bigger person needs not
threaten those afar

truest hearts speak
through silent kindnesses

false act put on does not impress
it only shows deep weakness

pity is the only thing
that is elicited from me

and sorrow for the victims
who must suffer your enmity

i’ll ride on wings of doves
seeking peace with each new beat

i’ll ride on wings of love
with loves who lift my wings

~ Emily C.