Around A Word

(WAY BACK)

…after the sunset came,

the sky turned red; then black.

Nothing appeared the same,

going all the way back

to when that summer began

to end. Once again,…

…after the sunset came, the sky turned red; then black. Nothing appeared the same, going all the way back to when that summer began to end. Once again,…

August 2005

(A YEAR)

…which you don’t like

to talk about here.

It’s been a year

or so of your life,…

…which you don’t like to talk about here. It’s been a year or so of your life,…

September 2005

(IN THE WINDOW)

…your ears hear

around here.

The picture in

the window looks

like you have seen

it on a book’s

cover. Your eyes

despise the lies…

…your ears hear around here. The picture in the window looks like you have seen it on a book’s cover. Your eyes despise the lies…

September 2005

(ONLY ONE)

…sure that GOD is

THE ONLY ONE

WHO can know this.

If time can run

out, can there be

an End of Time?

Or is Time free

of ending? I’m…

…sure that GOD is THE ONLY ONE WHO can know this. If time can run out, can there be an End of Time? Or is Time free of ending? I’m…

September 2005

(ACROSS THE NIGHT)

…in a country across the night,

blue are the winds that blow

free, carrying away a kite.

Like a year ago,…

…in a country across the night, blue are the winds that blow free, carrying away a kite. Like a year ago,…

October 2005

(LOST IN TIME)

…of tears. A train stop

is sometimes lost in time

out of mind. A drop

of rain can start a tide…

…of tears. A train stop is sometimes lost in time out of mind. A drop of rain can start a tide…

October 2005

(MADE OF MIST)

…either. They both were free.

By a house made of mist,

there was not a tree.

The house did not exist…

…either. They both were free. By a house made of mist, there was not a tree. The house did not exist…

October 2005

(ON A SMILE)

…sandwiches in the freeze

frame of your TV set.

Somebody’s getting fat

on a smile made of cheese…

…sandwiches in the freeze frame of your TV set. Somebody’s getting fat on a smile made of cheese…

October 2005

(SINGLE SOUL)

…you see a lot of stares

but not a single soul.

Walking down the stairs

and then across the hall,…

…you see a lot of stares but not a single soul. Walking down the stairs and then across the hall,…

October 2005

(SOMEWHERE INSIDE YOUR HEAD)

…may want to read it anew.

Somewhere inside your head,

there is a book you read

so long ago that you…

…may want to read it anew. Somewhere inside your head, there is a book you read so long ago that you…

October 2005

(VOICE IN YOUR HEAD)

…while a voice in your head

tells you that you are dead.

Someone stands on your feet

out in an empty street…

…while a voice in your head tells you that you are dead. Someone stands on your feet out in an empty street…

October 2005

(WHEN IT STARTED TO SNOW)

…after what seemed like so

many months on the way

to what you never know?

Was it that autumn day

when it started to snow…

…after what seemed like so many months on the way to what you never know? Was it that autumn day when it started to snow…

October 2005

(ANYTHING)

…even if it is unheard

of. Anything has a chance

to have its own word

that makes almost no sense.

It can mean anything

you may want it to mean.

Every word means a thing.

It is seen or unseen…

…even if it is unheard of. Anything has a chance to have its own word that makes almost no sense. It can mean anything you may want it to mean. Every word means a thing. It is seen or unseen…

November 2005

(BARELY SEEN)

…and slips out of sight.

On an old TV screen,

something barely seen

switches from black to white…

…and slips out of sight. On an old TV screen, something barely seen switches from black to white…

November 2005

(BEFORE IT’S HIS WILL)

…before it’s HIS Will.

Another day

begins to fill

another way

to a parking lot

of words. At night,

you catch a thought

train and write

you don’t really know

what. Only HE

does but doesn’t show

what it should be…

…before it’s HIS Will. Another day begins to fill another way to a parking lot of words. At night, you catch a thought train and write you don’t really know what. Only HE does but doesn’t show what it should be…

November 2005

(CHANCE TO CHANGE)

…of. There is a chance to change

something that sounds as strange

as an unspoken word

about a thing that’s unheard…

…of. There is a chance to change something that sounds as strange as an unspoken word about a thing that’s unheard…

November 2005

(DAY OF THE WEEK)

…every day of the week.

Here comes another one.

The sea seems to be sick

and tired of eating the sun…

…every day of the week. Here comes another one. The sea seems to be sick and tired of eating the sun…

November 2005

(DOUBT)

…everywhere except the past.

The past may be the best

place. It’s also a time

on your mind that can rhyme

with any other time out

of mind. There’s room for doubt

even there. But there is

plenty of room for it

almost anywhere except

for what you decide to accept.

(There is no doubt only in

Paradise.) Doubt is seen…

…everywhere except the past. The past may be the best place. It’s also a time on your mind that can rhyme with any other time out of mind. There’s room for doubt even there. But there is plenty of room for it almost anywhere except for what you decide to accept. (There is no doubt only in Paradise.) Doubt is seen…

November 2005

(FEELINGS WITH THOUGHTS)

…the blender of your own mind

mixing feelings with thoughts

in various parking lots

of words. You find…

…the blender of your own mind mixing feelings with thoughts in various parking lots of words. You find…

November 2005

(FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH)

…there are lots of lost

things you could find

yourself saying. Lots

of things on your mind

are waiting to be

put into words

and become free.

For what it’s worth,…

…there are lots of lost things you could find yourself saying. Lots of things on your mind are waiting to be put into words and become free. For what it’s worth,…

November 2005

(MONEY)

…GOD. Money can make a life

easier. But it’s a lie

that seems true only to men

and women who haven’t seen…

…GOD. Money can make a life easier. But it’s a lie that seems true only to men and women who haven’t seen…

November 2005

(SLIP)

…saw a star slip off the sky

over the city. I…

…saw a star slip off the sky over the city. I…

November 2005

(THE MAN)

…happens to be the man

that’s walking towards a train

for some blood-red suntan.

A man made of hard rain…

…happens to be the man that’s walking towards a train for some blood-red suntan. A man made of hard rain…

November 2005

(ALL THAT)

…at the beginning of another end

of the year fading in the rear view

mirror. Your mind continues to blend

all that seems old with all that seems brand new…

…at the beginning of another end of the year fading in the rear view mirror. Your mind continues to blend all that seems old with all that seems brand new…

December 2005

(AN ENTIRE DAY)

…in the night. You can play

back an entire day…

…in the night. You can play back an entire day…

December 2005

(AT PRESENT)

…at present. Things last

till they make no sense.

You think that the past

was far less tense…

…at present. Things last till they make no sense. You think that the past was far less tense…

December 2005

(IN THE LOOKING GLASS)

…unless you look at us

both in the looking glass.

The man who lives with me

is quite hard to see…

…unless you look at us both in the looking glass. The man who lives with me is quite hard to see…

December 2005

(MORE TIME)

…can do what GOD can

do. You try to rhyme

time with more time

again. No man…

…can do what GOD can do. You try to rhyme time with more time again. No man…

December 2005

(ON THAT DAY)

…I found a place that would play

the main part in my memory.

It came to me on that day.

Before it came to me,…

…I found a place that would play the main part in my memory. It came to me on that day. Before it came to me,…

December 2005

(SPACE OF TIME)

…deep in the past.

It seems less tense

now. Few things last

when there’s no sense

in it. A lot

of words in a space

of time are lost

upon the face

of the earth. There

is almost no one

who’s left to stare

at a setting sun…

…deep in the past. It seems less tense now. Few things last when there’s no sense in it. A lot of words in a space of time are lost upon the face of the earth. There is almost no one who’s left to stare at a setting sun…

December 2005

2006

(BEHIND A WORD)

…on the cover of a magazine?

What’s hiding behind a word

you are said to have heard

or perhaps even seen…

…on the cover of a magazine? What’s hiding behind a word you are said to have heard or perhaps even seen…

January 2006

(EYES OF THE NIGHT)

…back all the light

in the eyes of the night.

Watch a watchman watch

all the hands of his watch

point to the need

to gain some speed

before the day

begins to play…

…back all the light in the eyes of the night. Watch a watchman watch all the hands of his watch point to the need to gain some speed before the day begins to play…

January 2006

(STAR SIGN)

…before it’s flooded with light.

On the outskirts of the night,

one can see a star sign

punctuate the skyline…

…before it’s flooded with light. On the outskirts of the night, one can see a star sign punctuate the skyline…

January 2006

(BIG THINGS)

…them on the other side

of the hole in your soul.

Big things start to seem small

enough to want to hide…

…them on the other side of the hole in your soul. Big things start to seem small enough to want to hide…

February 2006

(STILL SNOWING)

…into this time and place.

The snow isn’t addressed

to anyone except the past,

which leaves a ghostly trace

at present. Across the night,

a sign says “closed for repair”.

You wonder if they have a spare

life stashed out of sight.

White waves in the window sea

weave a world-wide web

of words you sometimes see

in their flow and ebb

when it snows. It is still

snowing, and, while it is,

the picture on the window sill

makes the whole world freeze…

…into this time and place. The snow isn’t addressed to anyone except the past, which leaves a ghostly trace at present. Across the night, a sign says “closed for repair”. You wonder if they have a spare life stashed out of sight. White waves in the window sea weave a world-wide web of words you sometimes see in their flow and ebb when it snows. It is still snowing, and, while it is, the picture on the window sill makes the whole world freeze…

February 2006

(TEXT)

…for a long book.

Placing days next

to nights can look

like writing a text…

…for a long book. Placing days next to nights can look like writing a text…

February 2006

(BETWEEN YOU AND ME)

…now. One can see

a frozen sea

between you and me…

…now. One can see a frozen sea between you and me…

March 2006

(NOWHERE)

…no one’s aware

of. It’s nowhere.

Stars stare from space.

Time passes a place…

…no one’s aware of. It’s nowhere. Stars stare from space. Time passes a place…

March 2006

(WITH GOD’S AID)

…(all with GOD’s Aid).

So as not to fade

from space and time,

a poem should rhyme.

But it also should

sound just as good

in plain prose and

have no start or end…

…(all with GOD’s Aid). So as not to fade from space and time, a poem should rhyme. But it also should sound just as good in plain prose and have no start or end…

March 2006

(BETWEEN NOW AND THEN)

…against a sheet

of falling sleet.

In spring, bare trees

begin to unfreeze

between now and then,

drawn with GOD’s Pen…

…against a sheet of falling sleet. In spring, bare trees begin to unfreeze between now and then, drawn with GOD’s Pen…

April 2006

(MAN OF LETTERS)

…more than a man

known as just

a man who can

do what he must.

A man of letters

out of words

feels like he matters

one or two thirds…

…more than a man known as just a man who can do what he must. A man of letters out of words feels like he matters one or two thirds…

April 2006

(PRINTS)

…prints in the snow

lead you don’t know

where. They look

like notes in a book

that someone wrote.

Down the road,…

…prints in the snow lead you don’t know where. They look like notes in a book that someone wrote. Down the road,…

April 2006

(RAIN)

…by and then stops.

A rain drops by

a cloudy sky.

The rain drops…

…by and then stops. A rain drops by a cloudy sky. The rain drops…

May 2006

(STARS)

…shed light

from the stark-

naked night

sky. Stars…

…shed light from the stark-naked night sky. Stars…

May 2006

(TORN APART)

…as if it was the heart

of a fine work of art.

The day was torn apart…

…as if it was the heart of a fine work of art. The day was torn apart…

May 2006

(ANOTHER SIGN)

…about another sign

punctuating a line

on a paper road.

You wrote…

…about another sign punctuating a line on a paper road. You wrote…

June 2006

(BOTH WAYS)

…which sounds and smells like looks

can be deceptive to taste.

They differ in different books.

Many words go to waste.

The present becomes the past

whereas the future is clear

only to GOD. Your last

chance to defeat your fear

may be right now. Or may-

be some other time. Regret

is of the past. One day

you may get what they get.

Pain and pleasure, of course,

are of the present, like joy.

Sorrow tries to destroy

everything that is, was

and will be. A night sky

speaks to an empty street.

Say hallo, then goodbye,

hoping that you will meet

again after another night.

You are getting ahead

of yourself. Out of sight,

you live in your own head

as if it was a room

or an entire block

of flats. Haunted by gloom,

you dwell on top of a clock

tower of ivory or

whatever you think it is

you can see in the freeze

frame of your mind. A door-

way leads both ways: outside

and inside. There’s another

doorway where you can hide,

getting farther and farther

away. Under the bruised

sky in the afterglow,

a multitude of unused

rain clouds crawl in slow

motion to turn on the black

coffee machine of the night

and then maybe come back

in coffee-black or milk-white,…

…which sounds and smells like looks can be deceptive to taste. They differ in different books. Many words go to waste. The present becomes the past whereas the future is clear only to GOD. Your last chance to defeat your fear may be right now. Or maybe some other time. Regret is of the past. One day you may get what they get. Pain and pleasure, of course, are of the present, like joy. Sorrow tries to destroy everything that is, was and will be. A night sky speaks to an empty street. Say hallo, then goodbye, hoping that you will meet again after another night. You are getting ahead of yourself. Out of sight, you live in your own head as if it was a room or an entire block of flats. Haunted by gloom, you dwell on top of a clock tower of ivory or whatever you think it is you can see in the freeze frame of your mind. A doorway leads both ways: outside and inside. There’s another doorway where you can hide, getting farther and farther away. Under the bruised sky in the afterglow, a multitude of unused rain clouds crawl in slow motion to turn on the black coffee machine of the night and then maybe come back in coffee-black or milk-white,…

June 2006

(CLOTHES LINE)

…see rain clouds dry

on the skyline

that looks just like

a clothes line. I…

…see rain clouds dry on the skyline that looks just like a clothes line. I…

June 2006

(LIKE DESSERT)

…in a dream.

Even dirt

can seem

like dessert…

…in a dream. Even dirt can seem like dessert…

July 2006

(LOST FOR WORDS)

…them. In your mind,

you look for new worlds.

You’re lost for words.

So, you try to find…

…them. In your mind, you look for new worlds. You’re lost for words. So, you try to find…

July 2006

(ON TV)

…set on TV. Someone

watches another sun…

…set on TV. Someone watches another sun…

July 2006

(DIMENSIONS OF DOUBT)

…other dimensions of doubt

only GOD can figure out.

Various memories

may seem ready to freeze

in the form of plain prose.

Or in verse. Getting close

to repeating each day

like a film on replay,

time can feel like a place

on your mind when you face…

…other dimensions of doubt only GOD can figure out. Various memories may seem ready to freeze in the form of plain prose. Or in verse. Getting close to repeating each day like a film on replay, time can feel like a place on your mind when you face…

August 2006

(ALMOST ANY PAST)

…remember. If you

start it anew,

this summer can last

a lot longer than

almost any past

time that you can…

…remember. If you start it anew, this summer can last a lot longer than almost any past time that you can…

August 2006

(THE NOISE)

…and a bit blue.

In it, the night

comes after you.

The noise is white…

…and a bit blue. In it, the night comes after you. The noise is white…

August 2006

(THROUGH YOUR HEAD)

…as the night starts to fall

like a cup full of cold

coffee or a lost soul

somebody has been told

about again. The street

circulates neon blood

from a place where you meet

yourself fighting a flood

of emotions. The thoughts

traveling through your head

look for new parking lots

of words that sound mad

even to you. Before

you can finally dare

go outside, the door

becomes an electric chair

of anticipation of

someone turning it on

and then turning it off.

Another day is gone…

…as the night starts to fall like a cup full of cold coffee or a lost soul somebody has been told about again. The street circulates neon blood from a place where you meet yourself fighting a flood of emotions. The thoughts traveling through your head look for new parking lots of words that sound mad even to you. Before you can finally dare go outside, the door becomes an electric chair of anticipation of someone turning it on and then turning it off. Another day is gone…

September 2006

(IN A WINDOW FRAME)

…picture in a window frame

painted by the Fall.

Everything stays the same

until it doesn’t. All

you see can always change.

Looks like it is GOD’s Law,

and Its nature is flaw-

less. There is another strange…

…picture in a window frame painted by the Fall. Everything stays the same until it doesn’t. All you see can always change. Looks like it is GOD’s Law, and Its nature is flawless. There is another strange…

October 2006

(PAUSE)

…the street looks still.

It’s like it’s on

pause. Before dawn

begins to spill,…

…the street looks still. It’s like it’s on pause. Before dawn begins to spill,…

October 2006

(WHO KNOWS)

…except GOD? There are words

it’s not easy to say.

At the end of the day,

who knows how the World works…

…except GOD? There are words it’s not easy to say. At the end of the day, who knows how the World works…

October 2006

(LETTERS OF NEON LIGHT)

…w i t h i n w o r d s s o m e o n e w r o t e

o n t h e b a c k o f t h e n i g h t.

L e t t e r s o f n e o n l i g h t

g l i m m e r a c r o s s t h e r o a d…

…w i t h i n w o r d s s o m e o n e w r o t e o n t h e b a c k o f t h e n i g h t. L e t t e r s o f n e o n l i g h t g l i m m e r a c r o s s t h e r o a d…