Around A Word
Around A Word
By Rick K. Reut
(Time)
…as time flies fast – unless GOD cuts its wings.
But then time seems to simply start to run
out of space. Time sometimes only brings
slow-motion sighing from the setting sun.
Yes, time can heal; but time can also kill
like a wind blowing out candles. When a rain
storm starts, you feel all you can feel until
you come to find out if it is in vain…
…as time flies fast – unless GOD cuts its wings. But then time seems to simply start to run out of space. Time sometimes only brings slow-motion sighing from the setting sun. Yes, time can heal; but time can also kill like a wind blowing out candles. When a rainstorm starts, you feel all you can feel until you come to find out if it is in vain…
January 2004
(LEAF IN THE WIND)
…the sun sets and the time
pauses in a pantomime
like an old black and white
photograph of the night
in the window. You dream
of snow that tastes like cream.
In the light of a moon
shaped plate, a silver spoon
mixes sugar and salt
inside your restless soul.
Each time you lose control
over the steering wheel
of your life, you may feel
as helpless as a torn leaf
in the wind. For a brief
moment, your memory
lane turns into a free
way of living without regret
or fear. Inside your head,…
…the sun sets and the time pauses in a pantomime like an old black and white photograph of the night in the window. You dream of snow that tastes like cream. In the light of a moon-shaped plate, a silver spoon mixes sugar and salt inside your restless soul. Each time you lose control over the steering wheel of your life, you may feel as helpless as a torn leaf in the wind. For a brief moment, your memory lane turns into a freeway of living without regret or fear. Inside your head,…
October 2010
(BEHIND EVERY DOOR)
…the Whole World and all
there is, including your soul.
Shadows stretch from the sun,
seeking the end of the day,
which is about to run
out of light on the way
to tomorrow. Few eyes
see and few ears hear
the truth. Plenty of lies
swarm around in fear.
In the night, fear waits
deep in the dark behind
every door. It inflates
like a balloon on your mind.
Fear tears through the air
just like a poisoned dart.
It’s almost everywhere,
even in abstract art
galleries. It’s on walls
like cobweb. Fear hides
in emergency calls.
It is felt on both sides
of any dead-end street,
stalking you to your place.
It feels like it will slit
your throat if you see its face
in a sharp piece of glass.
Spilling some boiled blood
from your heart, try to guess
WHO has no fear. GOD
is certainly not afraid
of anything: HE made…
…the Whole World and all there is, including your soul. Shadows stretch from the sun, seeking the end of the day, which is about to run out of light on the way to tomorrow. Few eyes see and few ears hear the truth. Plenty of lies swarm around in fear. In the night, fear waits deep in the dark behind every door. It inflates like a balloon on your mind. Fear tears through the air just like a poisoned dart. It’s almost everywhere, even in abstract art galleries. It’s on walls like cobweb. Fear hides in emergency calls. It is felt on both sides of any dead-end street, stalking you to your place. It feels like it will slit your throat if you see its face in a sharp piece of glass. Spilling some boiled blood from your heart, try to guess WHO has no fear. GOD is certainly not afraid of anything: HE made…
May 2011
(IN THE AFTERGLOW)
…also known as the sun.
This day is married to
that night. Does anyone
think that it isn’t true?
Some words seem not to mean
anything. Others – even
less. You look at their lean
letters while the evening
skies are starting to grow
dark as the easiest thing
to sow in the afterglow
of the day’s wedding ring…
…also known as the sun. This day is married to that night. Does anyone think that it isn’t true? Some words seem not to mean anything. Others – even less. You look at their lean letters while the evening skies are starting to grow dark as the easiest thing to sow in the afterglow of the day’s wedding ring…
July 2018
(AROUND A WORD)
…in the Beginning when
there wasn’t a single man.
GOD created the World.
So, every single word
that may be found in
It can also be seen
as a word that has got
to be coming from GOD.
Whenever a word is found,
it is bound to be around
a word and, of course,
the Word that was…
…in the Beginning when there wasn’t a single man. GOD created the World. So, every single word that may be found in It can also be seen as a word that has got to be coming from GOD. Whenever a word is found, it is bound to be around a word and, of course, the Word that was…
February 2021
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Author’s Annotations
The five poems above are excerpts from the author’s manuscript “Around A Word”, which is a collection of cyclic verse that presupposes a poem having no beginning or end and working in both rhyme and prose.
To see the entire collection you can choose from, follow the link:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1xQEeVO7WKSqhlWneciTAkhAIlPaDfwt1/view?usp=drive_link
Author: Rick К. Reut.
(rick.reut@yahoo.com)
