Thursday, August 7, 2025

GAS Featured Poet: g emil reutter



g emil reutter is a writer of poems and stories. 20 collections of his poetry and fiction have been published, most recently the hybrid collection, On the Other Side of Goodbye. He can be found at: https://gereutter.wordpress.com/about/



Trinity Gone 

 

Ravens roost upon oak tree

         within church yard walls

              where parishioners of the past

                   rest under stones faded, tilted

                         some weary from three centuries

 

in the yard and yet when church 

            bell rings to call all to service, there 

                 are no lines at the door, more ravens

                      in the yard and past parishioners

                           in the ground then ever attend church. 

 

On foggy mornings  

             some rise from decrepit graves

                   lean into the stained glass trying to

                       look in the place where hardly anyone goes. 

 

Those who rise are famous as the

                avenues and streets named after them in 

                     this city, many who once owned other 

                           human beings, buried them in an unmarked

                                 grave, unrespected. never free. 

 

Church bell rings to the silence of the neighborhood

               organ plays before a church no one attends.





 

 

Neighborhood in Spring 

 

Spring sneaks in when winter is not

looking. Unlike other seasons this one 

arrives quietly as daffodils and crocus 

sprout from barren winter soil. Magnolia 

announces arrival slowly shedding 

skin over blooms.  Dawn gives way to

early morning, rhythm of rattling rakes 

cleaning up winter debris can be heard 

as well as mowers and weed whackers up

and down the street. 

 

Morning gives way to afternoon as kids 

run the front lawns playing kid games 

driveway is full of kids on bikes and pedal

cars whizzing along, neighborhood filled 

with laughter as other folks sit on porches

or backyard patios, all enjoy the change. 

Sparrows and Cardinals join in singing their

songs as the thump thump of basketball 

provides a unique rhythm section.

 

  



No comments:

Post a Comment