The Ghoulish Containers

Is this a nightmare? Styles fold, with the windGates lie still: hide around cornersAnd nasty creatures, odor, dead, they put unseen.Here, looks of doom--fill mysterious rooms,Where mystical manuscripts--:Dare, to inform the dead--what lies ahead.There amid many, strange items I found:Raving of madmen--curses and clowns--Black publications, rocks, tales and frowns.Along area its path, crawls, only shadows--In ominous shapes: not to be determined,In these solitude vaults, down, approach down....Haunted by gigantic nightmaresOne lives by these monolith unbridled spiritsDrossy, wistful, I say permanently, screaming!...Dlsiluk, 5/16/04 [revised: 9/102005] #821Note by Rosa: Dennis Siluk wrote a recently, or this past year or so, named "The Macabre Poems," it had been his 27th book [now he's 31, which his new book developing, "Peruvian Poems," next month]; and his 4th book in composition. And his deepest guide 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 popular, George Sterling; in doing so he concentrated on the more further selection of adjectives for description, as he calls it; and made a declaration on the book, and in public areas when the book came out, saying: "If you want to know who you're working with, you got to have a muster-seed of religion with you to the leaves of hell; playing it safe won't get you home move a safe uk." Composition, as Dennis says: could be many things to many people, and questioning the unseen world isn't the best way to fact and truth. Therefore, this is a composition that never made it into his book.