Exalted Poetry; Two poem [and commentary]
Bells for Belphegor!...
Where immortal veils never meetBelphegor, Arch devil speaks:In vagaries form, With signs and signatures not yet born-;The Tagaririm, order of the demon:They come to meet, the King Of Hell, and Demons,They come from different worlds-With scrolls, spells, untold powersTo hell, to hell to meet-Belphegor..
?and ring the bells, the bells?To ring the bells for Belphegor!...
#735 6/2005
A Reason for Existence
The reason for existence was just to exist and enjoy the miracle-the answer always in His palm; if you seek you will find; so I read one time. My mother knew it. Me, I was always disheveled with its conspiracies and secrets?how foolish.
#734 6/22/2005
Commentary: here are two different poems with different jolts, "Bells for Belphegor!..." and "A Reason for Existence"; one macabre in nature (where I walk under the blackened moon and paling sun); the other I call select, of a sacred nature; one of a devil (where necromantic arts are reborn); one of God, where existence rests. Sometimes in poetry (for me anyways) we must go behind the devils shadow; where subtle shades and nuance of meanings linger; but always seek the palm of God; and with a muster-seed of faith, one will be able to unlock the gate to the pit on the way out.
Poet Dennis Siluk http://dennissiluk.tripod.com
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(The city by the bay of Northern California, near which the Pacific Ocean resides; the year is 1967)Mid October seemed like some spring day,When through the poised waters, dry as lead, The ferry, like vague shadows that stand the dead,Slipped down the curved coast of Frisco bay,Rounded the Golden Gate,-and San Francisco lay,Before me, that gay city, pink and red,Hippies covered Haigh Asbury's homeless head,-My home, to be, I found stirring and grey.The waves busted on the wooden-sides; fishermenNearby with long necks, looked and cast again.
It Was Not Me
It was not me as I am now.It was not me as I was then.
Superman
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Two Poems, with Figurative Language
Says Mr. Dennis Siluk, when asked to review his poetry somewhat, for he hesitates all the time when I ask him to so; I can tell you.
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Five Poems from Home1) Remembering: Dorothy Parker[Dedicated to the 1920s Poetess]Let it be said, Dorothy Parker lies dead,cremated to ash and poetry; thus,she died at the ripe old ageof seventy-three-.The tiny woman with a big mouth, who got caught in the rain and couldn't get out:continued to play the game,all the same, like drops of rainupon a pane.
Whats A Prisoner to Do?
What's a prisoner to do when justice fails and the innocent is escorted off to jail?What's a prisoner to do once stigmatized,caged and abandoned and ostracized?What's a prisoner to do there's no one to trust;the system fails and the outcome unjust?What's a prisoner to do when family decidethe punishment is warranted and justified?What's a prisoner to do while confined in a cell;the perpetrator's free and faring quite well?What's a prisoner to do once his reputation is deadand his life has been ruined because of what someone said?What's a prisoner to do when he's not believed,though he's telling the truth, he's thought to deceive?What's a prisoner to do as he sits all alone,no one seems to care; former friends all gone?What's a prisoner to do sitting lost and idleand most of one's thoughts become suicidal?What's a prisoner to do when freedom's taken awayand the will to live diminishes each day?What's a prisoner to do when hedged in by strife;with no escape possible; no chance for a new life?What's a prisoner to do when he can no longer seethe beauty of the sky or the waves of the sea?What's a prisoner to do when the sun he can't feel,nor the breeze of spring because his fate is sealed?What's a prisoner to do when doomed to despairbut still praying to escape the electric chair?Tell me, what's a prisoner to do?Rev. Saundra L.
