Emma-O -- Poetry and Writing -- Poetry

The writings below consist of finished and unfinished poems and song lyrics. They may be added to or finished at any time. You can also check out Emma-O's spontaneous poetry here.

Death Box

I open my death box
Play with the bones
Rearrange the rose
Bring it to my nose
And take a long whiff
Of the smell of funerals and death
Earthy, rich, fragrant perfume
Like a coffin exhumed
Filled with flowers in bloom
A smell that reminds me of the past
Antique books, things that last
Long fish bone
Fossil stone
Weathered, paled by sun, surf and snow
Nature's treasures collected
As a sacred offering to the dead
To be resurrected
For fortune and protection
The power intoxicating
Not to be underestimated
The darkness inside a jewel to cherish
Until fate calls my own body to perish
Return to sea, air, flame and rock
Embraced by the comfort of my death box

The Cardinal (unfinished)

A brilliant ruby
Wings aflutter
A gemstone flits
From one branch to another

The crowned king
The bejewelled queen
Twinkle like stars
Nature's painting

Gaily wrapped
Like a special gift
A present for us
If we catch a glimpseL

A Prayer

Please God/dess, take away this ache I feel, inside my brain
And in my throat, a permanent lump of emotional pain
Free my soul, please free it now
I'm ready, God/dess, to leave this world
Where I don't belong and am not wanted anyhow

The future looks dim, I can't paint it gold
God/dess, please take me before I get too old
I won't be able to take the lonliness of being
By myself, all that I love gone, dead and buried
Just a miserable crone

God/dess I don't know what you have planned for me
I have tried to be the best person I can be
I have loved You, Your universe and creations
Lent a helping hand to all creatures great and small
But no love for me, just cheap imitations...

Have you abandoned me? I often think
What have I done to earn such heartbreak
Forgive me, please for all my sins
I'm only human, I make mistakes
I'd give anything to start over again

I want to come home, God/dess, can't you hear me?
Why keep me here, when my days are devoid of meaning
My well of gifts has dried, now all I do is cry
There is no more of myself to give
Please show me some mercy, I can't make it out alive

You have sent me so many demons to slay
And I wonder if they have really gone away
I'm begging you to let me know what I have done
Before they destroy me
I'd like to cherish a moment in the sun

Life, they say, is a privelege and God/dess you breathed your soul into me
But sometimes life is a curse, and Death seems far more inviting
The black so calm, like a deep, still pool
Please invite me in, I'd like to go
But You keep me here, why, I don't know

Just let it be over soon, I'm ready to go anytime, really
I know to anyone reading this, I must seem silly
But no one knows the depth of this hell, that I live and breathe
And know all to well
All alone, no one sees, no one cares, so once and for all, set me free!

Thank You, Mother Nature

Thank you, Mother Nature
For lifting my spirits when I'm blue
When I'm in your tree limbs
I am in your womb

Thank you, Mother Nature
For the birds that sing to me
For the squirrels with their big, innocent eyes
They make me so happy

Thank you, Mother Nature
For being there through good and bad
I know I can always count on you
You're the best friend a person can have

Thank you, Mother Nature
For all the beauty you've given to us
It's a shame so few can see it
They don't know how we've been blessed

Thank you, Mother Nature
For your warm rays of sunshine
That take away all my pain
And remind me that I'm alive

Thank you, Mother Nature
For your heavenly Northern Lights
It is you in all your glory
You dance before my eyes

Thank you, Mother Nature
For keeping me close to your heart
One day I will become one with you
Never to return, never to part

Number One Fan

I am your number one fan
And I'll have you anyway I can
I'll make you mine one way or another
You can't get away, don't even bother

I'm everywhere you go and everywhere you are
In my eyes you're my superstar
Won't let you go, no matter what
You're my baby doll, my little pet

Like a boa I constrict you further
Kill you softly without murder
I can't help but love you so
And this is why I must let you know

I'm your number one fan
I'll remind you whenever I can
Did you get my love letters?
No one can worship you better

Your lips say no but my mind says yes
I'll never stop trying to ride your success
The voice in my head says you're the one
Why can't you let me have some fun?

I know you don't mean it when you say go away
You just want me closer, more and more each day
I have to make you see how much I adore you
I tighten the noose even if it kills you

Because I'm your number one fan
And no one will love you like I can
I've been with you inside my mind
I gotta make it real this time

Heartful of Spades

Copyright 2004 Emma-O Productions

A heartful of spades
And a blood-tipped blade
Spill on your grave
And make me your slave

A heartful of swords
Don't hurt more than words
What do you have in store
For your personal whore

The Queen of Black
And a handful of smack
You're my springhold trap
Catch me with a snap

Like a noose-shaped rope
On your life I choke
Going down the slippery slope
Lost without hope

A heartful of spades
Darkens my days
Bury me deep
So I can finally sleep

Trouble (Unfinished Lyrics)

I stay out of trouble
But trouble always finds me
I try to be an angel
But the devil's right beside me

I don't wanna be bad
I don't wanna be good
Just wanna be who I am
Little miss understood

If it wasn't for bad luck
I'd have no luck at all
But I could hardly give a fuck
If I don't feel anything at all

I was born under a dark star
So the story goes
Or maybe cursed from afar
Is what the Tarot told
Ancestral lies hidden deep within me
Secrets never been told
Said the answers will come in a dream
But I still don't kn0w

Gun

You think you're someone
Cause you've got a gun
You are no one
Cause you've got a gun

You think you're a man
You think you're so bad
You ain't no man
If you need a gun

What you think you have
You don't got
So why you gotta be
Something you're not

Go get a gun, go get shot
That's what your mama wants
In a coffin, smells like rot
In a ditch, surrounded by cops

Weeping widow clutches your hand
Maybe now you feel like a man
Don't look, don't look in her eyes
Can't watch another son die

Bleach It Black

I'll bleach it black
Then turn it back
A cold steel grey
Would brighten my day

A gold-tone hue
Looks good on you
A blood-red smile
Makes me turn wild

I'll bleach it black
Won't turn it back
My spell on you
Got you unglued

You wear it well
Let's go to hell
Fall down a pit
Share some spit

Turn fire to coals
And we'll burn some more
My platinum shine
Just looks divine

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