The Ghoulish Vaults

Is this a problem? Forms fold, using the windGates rest still: hide around cornersAnd strong beings, scent, dead, they lay unseen.Here, sounds of doom--fill anonymous rooms,Where strange manuscripts--:Dare, to inform the dead--what lies ahead.There amid many, odd things I found:Raving of madmen--curses and clowns--Black publications, stones, tales and frowns.Along part its journey, crawls, only shadows--In threatening shapes: not to be determined,In these isolation vaults, down, way down... safe opening Gloucester.Haunted by massive nightmaresOne lives by these monolith unbridled spiritsDrossy, dreamy, I say forever, screaming!...Dlsiluk, 5/16/04 [revised: 9/102005] #821Note by Rosa: Dennis Siluk wrote a book recently, or a year ago or so, called 'The Macabre Poems,' it had been his 27th book [now he's 31, which his new book coming out, 'Peruvian Poems,' next month]; and his 4th book in poetry. And his darkest guide in this genre. Matter-of-fact, he followed the trail of such poets--in developing this book--such poets as: Clark A. Johnson, Lovecraft, Robert Howard, and of course his popular, George Sterling; in this he centered on the more deeper variety of adjectives for explanation, as he calls it; and made a declaration on the book, and in public when the book came out, saying: 'If you want to know who you're working with, you got to take a muster-seed of religion with you to the sets of hell; playing it safe won't get you home.' Composition, as Dennis says: may be many things to many people, and questioning the invisible world isn't the best way to truth and fact. Ergo, this can be a poetry that never made it into his book.