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| - | Is this a nightmare? | + | Is this a nightmare? Shapes flex, together with the windGates rest still: reside around cornersAnd foul creatures, odor, dead, they lay unseen [http://safe-cracker.com/safe-vault-engineers-Neath safe opening Neath].Here, sounds of doom--fill mysterious rooms,Where strange manuscripts--:Dare, to tell the dead--what lies ahead.There amid many, odd points I found:Raving of madmen--curses and clowns--Black books, rocks, tales and frowns.<br /><br />Along-side its path, crawls, only shadows--In ominous shapes: never to be determined,In these solitude vaults, down, way down....Haunted by monstrous nightmaresOne lives by these monolith unbridled spiritsDrossy, dreamy, I say forever, screaming!...<br /><br />Dlsiluk, 5/16/04 [revised: 9/102005] 821Note by Rosa: Dennis Siluk published a book recently, or this past year or therefore, called 'The Macabre Poems,' it had been his 27th book [now he has 31, which his new book being released, 'Peruvian Poems,' next month]; and his 4th book in composition. And his greatest book in this genre. Matter-of-fact, he followed the trail of such poets--in making this book--such poets as: Clark A. Smith, Lovecraft, Robert Howard, and of course his favored, George Sterling; in doing this he centered on the more deeper assortment of adjectives for description, as he calls it; and made a statement on the book, and in public when the book arrived, saying: 'If you want to know who you are working with, you surely got to have a muster-seed of religion with you to the pits of hell; playing it safe won't get you home.' Poetry, as Dennis says: can be many things to many people, and denying the invisible world isn't the best way to truth and reality. Therefore, this can be a poem that never managed to get into his book. |
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Is this a nightmare? Shapes flex, together with the windGates rest still: reside around cornersAnd foul creatures, odor, dead, they lay unseen safe opening Neath.Here, sounds of doom--fill mysterious rooms,Where strange manuscripts--:Dare, to tell the dead--what lies ahead.There amid many, odd points I found:Raving of madmen--curses and clowns--Black books, rocks, tales and frowns.<br /><br />Along-side its path, crawls, only shadows--In ominous shapes: never to be determined,In these solitude vaults, down, way down....Haunted by monstrous nightmaresOne lives by these monolith unbridled spiritsDrossy, dreamy, I say forever, screaming!...<br /><br />Dlsiluk, 5/16/04 [revised: 9/102005] 821Note by Rosa: Dennis Siluk published a book recently, or this past year or therefore, called 'The Macabre Poems,' it had been his 27th book [now he has 31, which his new book being released, 'Peruvian Poems,' next month]; and his 4th book in composition. And his greatest book in this genre. Matter-of-fact, he followed the trail of such poets--in making this book--such poets as: Clark A. Smith, Lovecraft, Robert Howard, and of course his favored, George Sterling; in doing this he centered on the more deeper assortment of adjectives for description, as he calls it; and made a statement on the book, and in public when the book arrived, saying: 'If you want to know who you are working with, you surely got to have a muster-seed of religion with you to the pits of hell; playing it safe won't get you home.' Poetry, as Dennis says: can be many things to many people, and denying the invisible world isn't the best way to truth and reality. Therefore, this can be a poem that never managed to get into his book.
