Bells for Belphegor!...
Where immortal veils never meet Belphegor, Arch devil speaks: In vagaries form, With signs and signatures not yet born-; The Tagaririm, order of the demon: They come to meet, the King Of Hell, and Demons, They come from different worlds- With scrolls, spells, untold powers To hell, to hell to meet-Belphegor..
?and ring the bells, the bells? To ring the bells for Belphegor!...
#735 6/2005
A Reason for Existence
The reason for existence was just to exist and enjoy the miracle-the answer always in His palm; if you seek you will find; so I read one time. My mother knew it. Me, I was always disheveled with its conspiracies and secrets?how foolish.
#734 6/22/2005
Commentary: here are two different poems with different jolts, "Bells for Belphegor!..." and "A Reason for Existence"; one macabre in nature (where I walk under the blackened moon and paling sun); the other I call select, of a sacred nature; one of a devil (where necromantic arts are reborn); one of God, where existence rests. Sometimes in poetry (for me anyways) we must go behind the devils shadow; where subtle shades and nuance of meanings linger; but always seek the palm of God; and with a muster-seed of faith, one will be able to unlock the gate to the pit on the way out.
Poet Dennis Siluk http://dennissiluk.tripod.com
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