Afloat

you died at the cusp of midnight
but no one knows for sure
the exact minute of departure
you carried your own sword

the sweat from life still dripping
down skin that kept you here
a shell around the broken
bones that never really healed

a voice that sang for the world
echoing truths in ancient air
singing intricate melodies
to words that carried fear

they carried love and anger
pain filled notes dance in black
dotted paper trails
lyrics of loss traced your tracks

giving your all to all, we followed
till your breath’s untimely end
yet we still follow to this day
since we haven’t found your end

woven like exotic tapestry
you weaved lives in decades’ time
as from restless times come beauty
painted true colors by your design

you died at the cusp of midnight
alone — so one would think,
yet souls of millions buoyed by you,
and your music won’t let us sink

afloat we travel onward
lightened by your light
never to be dimmed, nor
succumbed to endless night

~ Em C.

5.16.18

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Peach Suns

when all is left are peach suns

setting on water’s bed

when stars unsettled

sparkle, messages unread

when words fail and thoughts

rail, beating drum inside

your head,

when names fade, and smiles

die, dispatched along time’s map

when efforts fall short

stuck type writer keys

letters never stamped

when clock stops

the phone won’t ring, and

i love yous hang

in vacant space

when lips mouth heart’s oath

muttered under stale breath

when reconciliation hurts

more than distance kept

when silence heals

the broken space deep

within cracked chest

when knowledge of self comes

when everyone is gone

when only you can fix what ails

no one else can take that on

when all is left are peach suns

giving way to dark’s ascent

when stars kindle in morse code

look for your map within

~ Em C.

5.15.18

And All

Somewhere my soul is dancing

In a world where it is loved

Where it is seen and heard and respected

Where it never has to defend

Its vibrant energy for breath

Its never ending quest

The way it beams passion

How it strives for its best

Somehow my soul will surface

From suffocating depths black

The kind that choke the spirit

The kind that strangles hearts

I’ll know the light upon arrival

It will embrace my being whole

It won’t question my motives

It will hold me

scars and all

~ Em C.

4.13.18

Time Kept Time

time kept time, and kept us dancing
to jazz band rhythm section;
warm lights, sweat and searching hands
dip me over your lowered arm,

swooning, I fall
into swing

piano tickles my spine
in all my right places,

just like your eyes,
they glide across my pages
playing notes I’d long forgotten,

you tune me
until I sing

as liquid jazz voice melts my ice
in jaded blood frozen with loss;

remind me once more:
I’m the woman
you wanted
once upon a time…

want me again, harder
spin me again, faster

remind me to forget
the world, to become
our music

~ Em C.

4.3.18

 

 

The Flowers and You

as spring daffodils lean reaching heads sunward,

turn your rain-stained face toward me.

sunflowers, daisies, shamrocks — aching for some distant light…

your sun, your radiant heat I’ll be.

even in looming dark, under pregnant clouds, obscured by curling fog,

they know the precise angle of aim;

you’ll find me here, perched beam in a steady old-growth tree,

waiting for your uplifted gaze.

their opening petals yawn wide

as your eyes, searching for an outstretched ray.

a blind kind of faith, the flowers and you;

when life has led you astray…

just turn your chin to the shelter of sky,

and you’ll find me there shining your way.

~ Em C.

 

4.2.18

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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.

4.2.18

Primal

Orb of orange hung blue in heavens

Eye peeking through velvet curtain

Round as rock this rock does orbit

Showing only one of its two faces

I stare transfixed amidst the mist

Wishing with my heart exposed

Pleading to the gods above

My secrets only they will know

And you I hear in the owl’s call

The midnight overseer

Of all the dreamers’ dreams

Of all the dark creatures’ fears

Saying you see me in the light

In silver tinged sight

Standing naked and primal

Arms outstretched to the sky

The wild She in all her skin

Shameless in her shadow

That shows no clothes

No chains, no rings, nor claims

But a compass for a heart

That follows the moon in dark

Knowing it will lead me back to you

~ Em C.

4.1.18