Enigma – A Tanka

Your smile intrigued me

Lost in curiosity

I dived in your heart

Unearthed your deepest secrets

And reburied them with mine.

Emma H, age 27, 08/02/2018

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Comfort

As we approach Valentine’s Day, I thought I would reblog something soppy and loving for today’s Throwback Thursday: please enjoy “Comfort”, first posted back in March 2017 🙂

In Emma World

I need your warmth, your soft caress,

Wrap me in your quilted words,

Let your smile soothe and swaddle me.

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Monstrous

I see you.

Trembling with volcanic fury,

Raging infernos behind your crimson eyes,

Acrid smoke pouring from each orifice,

Face contorted in fiery loathing,

Devastating eruption of hate and bile.

I hear you.

Spitting poison from your acid tongue,

Corrosive words eroding my heart

In a screaming miasmic language,

Vicious pernicious banshee shrieks,

Virulent venom spawning toxic taunts.

I see you. And I see me.

My reflection in your nasty expression,

My voice spewing spite from your lips,

My partner, my trigger, my mirror,

Monster of my creation;

Maybe better off

Without me.

Emma H, age 27, 15/01/2018

If

Today is Throwback Thursday (nearly the weekend at last!), so I present to you today’s throwback poem: “If”.

“If” deals with the potential return of depression and the narrator’s fear that their loved one would not be able to cope with the effects or lend them the support that they need to get through it.

In Emma World

If the darkness drags me back,

With raking claws that scratch and snatch,

And blots my mind with thoughts pitch black,

Would you save me? Would you catch?

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Homeless

We raised pillars of commitment

On foundations of loyalty

Built walls of solid love

Cemented with each kiss

Roofed with care and tenderness

Erected turrets and towers

To take our relationship to new heights

Installed windows

To gaze out upon our future

Warmly insulated with affection

Furnished with devotion

Decorated with adoration

Fireplaces crackling with passion

Gardens of friendship lovingly tended

And through years of wear and tear

We renovated and repaired

Each fissure, each broken promise

Of our patchwork palace.

But alas we could not hide

The cracks in our foundations

Rocked by our earthquakes

And when you slammed the door

Our fragile house fell down.

You sought shelter elsewhere

The stability I could not provide

A sturdier home

To house your hopes and dreams

A love fortified

But I still roam

These crumbling ruins

Of our once proud castle

Derelict and dilapidated

The ashes of our endeavours

A shell of shadows

Still haunted by your ghost

But in the dust of this destruction

The remnants of our construction

Remind me that our love

Was once a real thing of beauty

And never

A waste of time.

Emma H, age 27, 02/01/2018


This poem was inspired by the gorgeous song “Palace”, by the fantastically talented Sam Smith. You may recognise it from the soundtrack of a recent festive advert from Apple. I am a huge fan of Sam Smith; his songs are always lyrically exquisite and heartfelt. I wish I had the ability to express my emotions so eloquently! “Palace” is one of my favourite songs from his latest album, “The Thrill of It All”. You can listen to him singing it live here: