Frog Summer
Summer grows hot, for the
New-blooded frogs;
The bugs are thin, yet the
Frogs stay fat, young and sassy.
In these palsy times-they
Only listen, as we wither away.
Night fritters-away in sleep.
The morning brightness comes late,
Among my pithy-jointed bones-;
Frogs annoy me, as my clay loosens.
Rain drops for the frog. The
New survivors of creation-
Make their homes everywhere,
As we thin ourselves out!...
#765 7/21/05
A Death Overnight
Overnight she died
Discreetly, quietly
As she lived, so she died.
The air is not the same,
I breathe anymore?.
Nobody stops by to see
Her ashes, I stored?.
Earless and eyeless
All her friends remain silent.
My love for her has turned
Into sadness, overnight,
Discreetly, quietly.
7/12/05 #766
They Hear America No More!
It once had seemed a little thing,
When I was young and but a teen
That to lay my life down if need be:
For honor, justice and country,
That in doing so, we might hear songs
Of liberty!
But now I'm old-, no cares have I
To fight alone, so I pass on by
The fainted hopes that liberty buys.
#767 7/24/05
Note [by the author]: "Our Constitution, perhaps, the most valuable document we have in America, or that the world has ever seen-which is the law of the land, seems to be diminishing in value; it was made for the people, not for the government, like most constitutions are. It doesn't matter who says this, or that. Be it the Supreme Court Judges that seem to have ongoing issues; and presidents that come and go. It is although the Constitution that remains, and when judges implant their personal will into it, it no longer holds the value it should. It is like giving a piece peace to -to someone who starts wars, it diminishes the price value, which I've seen too often. It seems I witness so much of this nowadays; it's quite disturbing; and thus, our liberties fad with it. And so I have written the poem, 'They Hear America No More,' I suppose in protest."
POet Dennis Siluk http://dennissiluk.tripod.com
licensed cleaning services Park Ridge ..Memoirs of a Wasteland's RimIt still was light when she... Read More
Stone Beds [Pompeii's surge]Advance: after the great eruption of Pompeii's... Read More
How wonderfully sweet to be a dweller dwelling... Read More
Storm Rising along the Lima Coast [Summer of 2002]?wind was... Read More
The Monster Mash The Graveyard SmashHave you heard of the... Read More
What's a prisoner to do when justice fails and... Read More
Lord Byron's opening couplet to "She Walks In Beauty" is... Read More
Shakespeare's sonnets require time and effort to appreciate. Understanding the... Read More
Blind DesignsBorn today, gone tomorrow Like a butterfly with no... Read More
Amy King Antidotes for an Alibi BlazeVox Books ISBN 0-9759227-5-0... Read More
Sorry would be a start.Though you cant take back your... Read More
Hammers. Timbers. Iron. Steel.They're laying down a mighty keel.As ant-like... Read More
"All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling."--Oscar WildePeople write poetry... Read More
The Poet's Corner [Three poem/ see review of poetry under... Read More
There once lived an old man and his goodwife On... Read More
Writing Poetry for TomorrowWhat does a man need to be... Read More
Ocean Heal MeOcean heal my wounds Let your waves curl... Read More
The Goat and the Ropewhere there were devils I saw... Read More
You can show your poem to your mom, your spouse,... Read More
I Shall Wait..On all the new mornings, and every singking... Read More
Ed Gallagher Dec. 11, 1907 - Sept. 5, 2004This poem... Read More
Rhymes of an Ordnance Man [Vietnam War: 1971]An eleven part... Read More
Writing innovative poetry, the kind of poetry that reputable literary... Read More
#25The King and Delka [Split Mawkishness-on Moiromma /Part V]Sickly SentimentalityI... Read More
Most of my poems are written late at night, often,... Read More
on demand house cleaning Arlington Heights ..Five Poems from Home1) Remembering: Dorothy Parker [Dedicated to the... Read More
Ed Gallagher Dec. 11, 1907 - Sept. 5, 2004This poem... Read More
Happy, Sad, Mad and Glad, Moved in down the streetCautious... Read More
Most of my poems are written late at night, often,... Read More
Have you ever experienced infatuation with someone you know is... Read More
1)dying in the bar [sluggishly]yet, I would crawl too upto... Read More
JOINEDHeart beat of man pounding - yet unheard joined... Read More
You are to me my lifeline my security. That scares... Read More
Blind DesignsBorn today, gone tomorrow Like a butterfly with no... Read More
Poetry is more than just rhyming and prose that is... Read More
So Many Einstein'sThe morning mist, insists there is a God.... Read More
Charlotte Bronte (1816 ?1855) Novelist and Poet.Charlotte was the daughter... Read More
English Version12) Black Poncho(of Saint Cosme Hill, by Lima, Peru)Lost... Read More
Note: written after seeing the little adobe 16th century church... Read More
Lima, City with the Stretched out WingsIt's an ink-black... Read More
Twilight, was now beginning. As forthe sun, it was down-down... Read More
How I wonder what he's doing as I sit alone... Read More
Ironically, the passion that can neutralize the repulsion for difficulties... Read More
Here are three more poems by the author, Dennis Siluk,... Read More
Tale of the Brick Maker, Of San Jer?nimo, Peru... Read More
"To My Dear and Loving Husband" was written by America's... Read More
Ah! Leave the gold, wealth and landSays the Inca King?;... Read More
During interviews and general conversations with the public,one of the... Read More
#25The King and Delka [Split Mawkishness-on Moiromma /Part V]Sickly SentimentalityI... Read More
Have you ever sat there staring at the paper, ready... Read More
Poetry |