The Ghoulish Vaults

Is this a nightmare? Forms bend, together with the windGates rest still: reside around cornersAnd horrible beings, odor, dead, they lay unseen.Here, looks of doom--fill nameless rooms,Where mysterious manuscripts--:Dare, to inform the dead--what lies ahead.There amid many, odd points I found:Raving of madmen--curses and clowns--Black books, rocks, stories and frowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alongside its route, crawls, only shadows--In ominous shapes: not 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!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dlsiluk, 5/16/04 [revised: 9/102005] 821Note by Rosa: Dennis Siluk published a book recently, or this past year or therefore, named 'The Macabre Poems,' it absolutely was his 27th book [now he has 31, which his new book being released, 'Peruvian Poems,' next month]; and his 4th book in poetry. And his greatest book in this genre safe repairs Llanelli. Matter-of-fact, he followed the trail of such poets--in developing 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're dealing 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.' Composition, as Dennis says: could be many points to many people, and denying the invisible world is not the way to truth and reality. Ergo, this can be a poem that never made it into his book.