The Ghoulish Containers

De BISAWiki

Is this a nightmare? Forms bend, with all the windGates lie still: lurk around cornersAnd strong beings, scent, dead, they lay unseen.Here, sounds of doom--fill mysterious rooms,Where mysterious manuscripts--:Dare, to inform the dead--what lies ahead.There amid many, strange things I found:Raving of madmen--curses and clowns--Black publications, rocks, tales and frowns.<br /><br />Alongside its route, crawls, only shadows--In ominous shapes: to not be determined,In these solitude vaults, down, way down. safe engineer Neath...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 wrote a book recently, or last year or therefore, called 'The Macabre Poems,' it was his 27th book [now he's 31, which his new book developing, 'Peruvian Poems,' next month]; and his 4th book in composition. And his greatest book in this genre. Matter-of-fact, he followed the road of such poets--in producing this book--such poets as: Clark A. Johnson, 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 record on the book, and in public areas when the book came out, saying: 'If you want to know who you are working with, you surely got to take a muster-seed of religion with you to the leaves of hell; playing it safe won't get you home.' Poetry, as Dennis says: might be many things to many individuals, and denying the invisible world is not the best way to truth and reality. Hence, this can be a poem that never made it into his book.