metaphors

Going Boldly

Posted on by Michael Emerson

I shall go boldly
through this life.

The fair, the ugly,
the unknowable.

The places never seen
people little known,
things that need some time,
others bamboozling.

I shall go boldly!
Through these times,
these places and past those faces.

For space and time
means little in this life.

Rather it is lives changed,
places seen, times remembered
that matter most in this galaxy.

Disclaimer: I have mildly dyslexic tendencies so spelling and grammatical oops’s may and do occur. I hope that you enjoy this site and it’s stories anyway 🙂 . 

The Foxes Beneath the Foxfire Falculae

Posted on by Michael Emerson

An Earth of foxes, a family of four!
Travelled far afield, then travelled furthermore,
beneath foxfire Falculae, through the Fjords of Fourscore;
to places, they had never been before.

As local folk flew above,
the Foxfish ridiculed their folksy love.
But our friendly Foxes fixedly ignored hereinabove.

Fine and friendly to a fault, where a family of more!
For on their travels they fell for a Finch, who was familiar with fox Lore.
Now a family of five, our Foxes travel further no more,
For they have found what they were looking for.

Saving Memories

Posted on by Michael Emerson

Oh please, I beg of you
Leave my childhood alone!

Look what you have done,
The list of crimes is long,
To that shining memory,
The Jungle Book.

As I wait to see another crime
I beg and plead; save these memories,
They do not need to be remade;
Let this be the last!

Oh please, I beg of you
Leave my childhood alone!

Disclaimer: I have mildly dyslexic tendencies so spelling and grammatical oops’s may and do occur. I hope that you enjoy this site and it’s stories anyway 🙂 . 

For The Love Of Metaphor

Posted on by Michael Emerson

Logic be damned!
Within my hands
there lies a chalice
of fine lead crystal.

With every sip
life is given
to poison unknowingly taken.

But so sweet the drink,
so heavenly the kiss
against my lips
I mind not the consequences.

Disclaimer: I have mildly dyslexic tendencies so spelling and grammatical oops’s may and do occur. I hope that you enjoy this site and it’s stories anyway 🙂 . 

Mixing Metaphors

Posted on by Michael Emerson

If brevity is the soul of wit,
do not go gently into that goodnight.
Instead clear the deck,
Sail close to the wind,
Be as smart as a fox
and let the urge too chin-wag pass,
Like ships in the night.

Disclaimer: I have mildly dyslexic tendencies so spelling and grammatical oops’s may and do occur. I hope that you enjoy this site and it’s stories anyway 🙂 .