Advance: Mr. Dennis Siluk's Poetry can have its fire-hearted twists: as with 'Lovers'...', and 'Death...' and the 'Loves's Curse';but love can carry with it, luring assets, especially in these three poems, as you will soon see; two of which he calls sonnets. He sings a dim song, but it all seems to fit in the river of bitter waters; or salty waters. Be that as it may, they are worth the adventure in reading them, weary as they may be. For those interested, his new book of poems will be out in weeks, Spell of the Adnes, it will be a charming book. Rosa Penaloza
Loves December
[or: Decembers Sonnet
Love died here
Songs ago;
Oer her breasts,
Two-faced soul,
Roses throw;
No more tears;
By and by,
Poppies near!
By and by,
Decber tears
To Dea ths King
Does not die!
Wakes when white
Decembers high!
#731/ 6/12/05
Deaths Sonnet
Day has flown!
Dim with gray
The winds sway
The Hells moan
Stand alone!
For this day
Is your repay
And atone!
Rare I know,
Life was so
Through the halls
Of the Hell,
Echoes dreams
Of Heaven!
#732 6/12/05
Lovers Curse
Lovers are
Slipper than ice
This I know to be true
They pretend to be nice,
As you like,
And rip your heart
In two!
If it were not so
Theyd let you go
And let you know
That youre
Neither last, nor first
But they dont
And wont:
This is the lovers curse.
#730/6/10/2005
Author/Poet: Dennis Siluk http://dennissiluk.tripod.com
Author:: Dennis Siluk
Keywords:: Poetry
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