I am not the one I was before yesterday.I cannot go back.I am not the one I will be tomorrow.I can not see that far ahead.I am who I am now, today.The person I see in the mirror changing so subtly, but changing, becoming a new person minute by minute... Read More
House of the Goblin [Part Two of Three]Here is where, where the air is stillAnd the mountains shadows disappear! Here is where, unnumbered spirits dwellWhere harp and memory expire?Where the rainbow-leaps, from itsStoreroom-keep, and cries; And the sands along the oceans coastEcho then die?as in sleep?;And where enchantment turns into... Read More
My life has changedin so so many waysIt seems to always bein a state of disarray... Without you here by my side to hold my hand and be my guide... I feel like I'm lost...wandering through each daywaiting and hoping and prayingthat you come to me in some way.... I... Read More
Blind DesignsBorn today, gone tomorrow Like a butterfly with no stomach Born n the morning, dead by night Oh-let me whisper Oh-let me cry What man has not learned? What man will not learn! In his pomposity, his rhetoric With his abstract concepts With his intellect With his creativeness... Read More
War bombs may explode demolishing man and land. Hurricanes may devastate and leave us entirely bare. Earthquakes may devour and swallow up old landmarks. But nothing is as destructive as a world that doesn't care.Smog may be an atrocious bother in our daily living. We all suffer significantly from pollution... Read More
Do not be afraid to shine. This world needs what you have to give. Open up the areas of your being; expose them to yourself - to others. You are valuable. You are unique. You have much to give. Do not be afraid to give it.As we risk ourselves, we... Read More
Here are three more poems by the author, Dennis Siluk, while traveling througout Central and South America.Three Poems While in Transition (In Spanish and English)Poem OneEnglish VersionOrange Timid MoonO´er the Copan skyan arch of shadows weave their webswith low-lights, as the moon rises...orange and timid- ... Read More
Memoirs of a Wasteland's RimIt still was light when she paused at the wasteland's rim- Over, the rim rest like a sleeping brute, a wooden frame Adjacent to the blue where early stars hung like oil lamps Hanging from old beams and shade?the wooden frame Her footing caught the beams,... Read More
On through the darkness she searches the bones Seeking the hand of her love; Deep in the stillness, the maid searches on, Petitioning help from above. Onward she gropes through the flesh and the blood Of the warriors disfigured and maimed; She carries no hope for the life of her... Read More
"All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling."--Oscar WildePeople write poetry for a plethora of reasons, but this article has a sharpened arrowhead aimed directly at the fingertips of amateur poets who wish to be published yet refuse to learn the attributes of a well-crafted poem. These poets are the ones... Read More
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Man UnbowedUnbowed by sin, the world of man, stands Upon... Read More
Ocean Heal MeOcean heal my wounds Let your waves curl... Read More
Ed Gallagher Dec. 11, 1907 - Sept. 5, 2004This poem... Read More
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Tale of the Brick Maker, Of San Jerónimo, Peru... Read More
Chicken Soup is good for a coldSleep is good for... Read More
All Hail.Is your hospital full of aliens, despite new cleaning... Read More
I cannot bear to think of when you will be... Read More
She raised me like I was her own daughter from... Read More
She probably can't remember and I know I can never... Read More
Sometimes we feel hard-pressed, Our backs against the wall;... Read More
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Amy King's first full-length collection, Antidotes for an Alibi, insists... Read More
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Since Mohamed Ali?then Cassius Clay?announced that he had written "The... Read More
When I hear your voice inside my head it makes... Read More
Phantom of the Rocks[Huancayo, Peru]Night falls deepUpon the traveler!Low, over... Read More
Ole Bulky JeepsThrough late summer's heat These bulky shaped jeeps... Read More
Memoirs of a Wasteland's RimIt still was light when she... Read More
Footprints to Mantaro Valley (Peru; in English and Spanish)In what... Read More
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The Poet's Corner [Three poem/ see review of poetry under... Read More
Atahualpa's Game [Peruvian]Sometimes, it's not wise To share your wisdom... Read More
If you are serious about seeing your work published by... Read More
I AM SO GRATEFUL for simpler times. Stores were closed... Read More
Ah! Leave the gold, wealth and landSays the Inca King?;... Read More
"For this reason poetry is something more philosophical and more... Read More
How wonderfully sweet to be a dweller dwelling... Read More
Growing hurts sometimes; saying goodbye to friends, ... Read More
Sorry would be a start.Though you cant take back your... Read More
Supernatural PoetryHere are five poems,-what I call-death and supernatural poems.... Read More
Kafka lands resurrected in Crewe deposited by a silvery alien... Read More
Ole Bulky JeepsThrough late summer's heat These bulky shaped jeeps... Read More
I cannot bear to think of when you will be... Read More
Supernatural PoetryHere are five poems,-what I call-death and supernatural poems.... Read More
It's dark, it's cold, its' just six thirty,thoughts of sleep... Read More
"I heard what you said, Red. Yet, I have to... Read More
#25The King and Delka [Split Mawkishness-on Moiromma /Part V]Sickly SentimentalityI... Read More
Delicately, my mind was selecting a muffled tune, out of... Read More
Man UnbowedUnbowed by sin, the world of man, stands Upon... Read More
What can I do to keep this world in its... Read More
In early fall, in Minnesota, the rain falls, falls, In... Read More
JOINEDHeart beat of man pounding - yet unheard joined... Read More
Note: written after seeing the little adobe 16th century church... Read More
I AM SO GRATEFUL for simpler times. Stores were closed... Read More
Lord Byron's opening couplet to "She Walks In Beauty" is... Read More
There I sat, ninety-five degree weatherOutside; the bookstore café, was... Read More
My eyes opened. I am still alive; Living on... Read More
Note: written 4-15-05, while driving through the Andes of Peru,... Read More
Frog SummerSummer grows hot, for the New-blooded frogs; The bugs... Read More
The Poet's Corner [Three poem/ see review of poetry under... Read More
Burning Autumn Leaves [1950s in St. Paul, Minnesota]My long steel... Read More
Lima, City with the Stretched out WingsIt's an ink-black... Read More
Have you ever sat there staring at the paper, ready... Read More
So Many Einstein'sThe morning mist, insists there is a God.... Read More
"All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling."--Oscar WildePeople write poetry... Read More
Since Mohamed Ali?then Cassius Clay?announced that he had written "The... Read More
FIND the MAGICFind the Magic As you release old bondage... Read More
The following two poems, one in English, the other in... Read More
"Song of the Great Zimbabwe"Across the African, winter's skyIn the... Read More
House of the Goblin [Part Two of Three]Here is where,... Read More
Footprints to Mantaro Valley (English version)In what retreat art hid?-Where... Read More
Twilight, was now beginning. As forthe sun, it was down-down... Read More
Footprints to Mantaro Valley (Peru; in English and Spanish)In what... Read More
Happy, Sad, Mad and Glad, Moved in down the streetCautious... Read More
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