Dennis L. Siluk
“If I were Satan
What pleasure it would bring—
[To witness over and over—his revenge
… ” (31 March)
Glorious dreams I've dreamt, dreams of a sky
Phillip A. Ellis
“Glorious dreams I’ve dreamt, dreams of a sky
peopled with gods, spirits, peopled with vast,
mighty monsters soaring high, from a past no mundane eyes with mundane… ” (29 February)
Phillip A. Ellis
“For even Zothique will die
when under stars we lie,
and we say we cannot fly
… ” (29 February)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Rising,
powerful dreams
pour through my eyes and mind,
… ” (29 February)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Red grevilleas
blossom quietly beneath
Antares and Mars.… ” (29 February)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Forever flung as snow
upon the peaks of the night,
silently they go,
… ” (31 January)
Phillip A. Ellis
“My heart is drunk on wine,
because she loves me so,
my heart
… ” (31 January)
Phillip A. Ellis
“No wizard cantrips move my heart
the way my witch kisses bestows;
no painter's skill or poet's art,
… ” (31 January)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Fair maiden of mine heart,
your beauty shames the stars,
your charms have puissant art,
… ” (31 January)
Phillip A. Ellis
“My loving maid
whom I desire,
fear no fierce blade,
… ” (31 January)
Phillip A. Ellis
“My rose of Averoigne,
come lay beside my side.
I swear I'll never chide
… ” (31 January)
Twisted and bent, the wraith is lord
Phillip A. Ellis
“Twisted and bent, the wraith is lord
under its barrow, hiding sword,
targe, cuirass, greaves, vambraces, an array
… ” (31 December)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Nightingales sing in the night,
blossoms waft their scent on breezes,
ponds glimmer with soft moonlight,
… ” (31 December)
Phillip A. Ellis
“What witch had made her magick draught?
If we both quaff, shall we then love
until the very day we must part?
… ” (31 December)
Phillip A. Ellis
“I am haunted by your heart
as by ghosts in the ruined chateau
where the oaks and aspens part.
… ” (31 December)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Spectres haunt my heart,
it seems I cannot sleep.
Spectres haunt
… ” (31 December)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Alas, what spirit led astray
your heart from mine, that ever pines,
what will-o’-the-wisp has led away
… ” (31 December)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Ye seek out delight
in many dreadful places,
… ” (31 December)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Farewell, my maid
of Averoigne.
… ” (31 December)
Frederick J. Mayer
“Once a cementary
now it's gone.
Yet under moon… ” (31 December)