The Ghoulish Vaults

Is this a pain? Styles flex, with the windGates lie still: hide around cornersAnd strong creatures, smell, dead, they put unseen.Here, looks of doom--fill mysterious rooms,Where mysterious manuscripts--:Dare, to tell the dead--what lies ahead.There amid many, odd points I found:Raving of madmen--curses and clowns--Black books, stones, legends and frowns.Along side its journey, crawls, only shadows--In threatening shapes: to not be determined,In these solitude vaults, down, way down... safe moving services uk.Haunted by massive nightmaresOne lives by these monolith unbridled spiritsDrossy, wonderful, I say permanently, screaming!...Dlsiluk, 5/16/04 [revised: 9/102005] #821Note by Rosa: Dennis Siluk published a recently, or this past year or so, called "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 composition. And his darkest book in this style. Matter-of-fact, he followed the road of such poets--in creating this book--such poets as: Clark A. Johnson, Lovecraft, Robert Howard, and of course his desired, George Sterling; in doing so he focused on the more deeper 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 are dealing with, you got to have a muster-seed of faith with you to the sets of hell; playing it safe won't get you home." Poetry, as Dennis says: can be many points to many people, and questioning the unseen world isn't the best way to truth and truth. Therefore, this is a poem that never caused it to be into his book.