Dennis L. Siluk
“(A poetic tale from Oakland Cemetery,
In St. Paul, Minnesota, 1971)
… ” (18 April)
Frederick Mayer
“Darkness, darkness my room,
darkens me, becomes my Gethsemane garden;
here no one within… ” (20 October)
Phillip A. Ellis
“I could not find my love;
the mist was deep.
It seemed she left my side… ” (20 October)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Over the desert, a thin dust of dust
sifted down with the evening breeze. We'd come
upon the word of Orthodesun, traveller,… ” (20 October)
Phillip A. Ellis
“So solemnly I sang this song:
My love, the stars are as a dust… ” (20 October)
Phillip A. Ellis
“The images of all the stars are
as a censer pouring smoke
through a distant temple ancient,… ” (20 October)
Dennis L. Siluk
“Cold are the massive ramparts of deep Hell
Demonic beasts stand waiting by their posts:
Agaliarept, the Henchman of the host… ” (16 February)
Dennis L. Siluk
“I have no old gifts for thee
No perfumes or Vampric words:
Only my hate that storms in me… ” (16 February)
Dennis L. Siluk
“The Nephilm
(Cold Twilight)) A Short Epic Poem))
… ” (16 February)
Dennis L. Siluk
“[Dedicated to the: Raphiam Giants]
'T was far absent, 't was far missing,… ” (16 February)
Dennis L. Siluk
“There are 72-deaths, and God said, "Pick one," and so he did, "To Death,"
was its name: its eyes were sleepy, droopy. He then wondered what the other
71-deaths were like?… ” (16 February)
Phillip A. Ellis
“The winds die,
as winds must,
to stir no more… ” (16 February)
Phillip A. Ellis
“The poet's dead: the summer wind is sere
off of the desert. Wither, grass and tree
within this crisping wind, and mayhaps we… ” (16 February)
Phillip A. Ellis
“I would have dreamt you had my dreams be pallid
and languid, floating punt or smaller boat
upon a river, water lilies furled… ” (16 February)
Phillip A. Ellis
“The world is wide and water falls
ever as rain over the lands
and seas alike. Salt forms… ” (16 February)
Phillip A. Ellis
“"You come to me sweet,"
you said upon fleet
smiles, "and so discrete,… ” (16 February)
Dennis L. Siluk
“Here, ripples the wind Did the song of hell pass?
The abyss-door was open
Something trampled in the… ” (31 July)
To Clark A. Smith [Arriving in Hell]
Dennis L. Siluk
“When CAS, made his decent,
(Paid his toll, before he left—
Earth’s crust)… ” (31 July)
Dennis L. Siluk
“White demons, with red laughter
Dreams lost to demonic masters
Souls in the drifting years… ” (31 July)
Phillip A. Ellis
“O demon-throated sea, who sings
through spiralled shells, come bring
… ” (31 July)