Emilie Turner Author
First, name what’s happening, keep it plain.Not danger, not loss, you're not going insane.Just say: my body’s alarm is very loud,a storm in my chest, a nervous cloud. Sit where your feet can feel the floor.Let gravity help you just a little more.Tile or carpet, ground or mat,the world will hold you where you’re at.… Continue reading How To Manage a Panic Attack: A Poem
PUBLIC NOTICE // SHIPWIDE ANNOUNCEMENT Attention all passengers!This vessel has cometo the end of its path.Not a failure.Not an error.An arrival There is no return trajectory.There never was. A reminder:Waking may hurt.You may feel losttight in the chest,with quiet certaintythat something has gone missing.This is expected.It will not pass. Please note:Earth is no longer available.It… Continue reading Final Notice: A Poem Written As A Public Service Announcement
The fire doesn’t roarit hums,a soft, slow songof endings dissolvingand new beginnings. It curls around the bonesof everything we thought we were,a kiss of heat,a tender goodbye. It burns,it hurts,but it's never cruel.It is the knowingthat nothing is lostwhen the moment comesto shed our skin. In the flames,the shadows we carriedmelt away,turning to ash,soft as… Continue reading Like A Phoenix: A Poem
I am planted.Not in soil alone,but in the laughter of my children,their small hands curling around mine,their questions tumbling, never ceasing. My husband stands beside me,a tree of quiet strength,a steady heartbeat.He calms my restless limbs.They are my roots, my anchor,the earth that grounds me. My roots are in the kitchen,kneading bread,sharing stories,in the warm,… Continue reading I Am Planted: A Poem
It waits in the darkness of my eyes,A restless shadow burning just out of reach.My choices haunt me in their cruel reprise. The past returns with cruel sighs,It claws inside my mind.It waits in the darkness of my eyes. Regret moves softly where my shadow lies,Twisting my heart with secrets I can’t hide.My choices haunt… Continue reading What Remains: A Villanelle Poem
Mornings drift in quietly soft light creeping across the floor, the beach already whispering our names. We move through the routine packing towels, finding hats, the hum of sunscreen and laughter, the weight of our baby on my hip, his warmth, a heartbeat pressed to mine. Down by the water, the boys scatter. Our eldest… Continue reading Tiny Hands At The Beach: A Poem
Sun beats down on golden sand,Barbies sizzle, drinks in hand.Kookaburras laugh from gumtree top,While children splash and never stop. Santa swaps his coat for shorts,Trading sleighs for Aussie sports.Cool drinks clink and laughter sings,As cicadas hum their sunny strings. Wreaths of eucalyptus, bright and green,Deck the halls in a summer scene.Surfboards rest by the ocean’s… Continue reading Christmas & New Years: A Poem
Cold bites deep, a sudden bite,The earth exhales damp, heavy air,Leaves crack and snap beneath my flight. Frosty breath cuts thin and bright,Pine sharpens scents with bitter flare,Cold bites deep, a sudden bite. Chill threads weave a quiet rite.Breath hangs white and vanishes there,Leaves crack and snap beneath my flight. Rot and sweetness twist, contrite,Sour… Continue reading Autumn No More: A Poem
You rise again, hanging quiet in the dark, as you always do: Watching. Waiting. Listening. You don't knock. Never have. I feel your eyes: Patient. Waiting. I never ask if you have time. You always do. Even when the night is crowded, and others talk, you leave a little space for me. I speak softly… Continue reading My Confidant: A Poem
I searched for love in places worn and widein books and cafés, and in strangers' eyes.A restless heart with far too much to hide,I chased a spark beneath the lonely skies. I sent my words like messages in flight,half-hopeful texts I hoped would somehow land.Each read or left unread, a fading light,the silence digging deep… Continue reading Eternal Love: A Poem
Emilie Turner 