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Author :: Dennis Siluk  |
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| Article Title :: Elsie's Christmas (Back in '32) |
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| A note about the poem: Elsie is my mother. She loved Christmas Trees; decorating them. She is today 81-years old (written four years ago). She doesn’t decorate them any more, but Christmas time, the buying of gifts, the
Cards and all seem always to be the best of the year for her; and of course Christ’s birth. I wrote this poem in December, l982, and it was published on December 16, l982. Now, almost 20-years later, I re-discover it, and share her memories with you. I remember talking to her just prior to creating the poem. I asked her what came to mind. And when I gave it to her, she care for well, keeping a copy in her bedroom drawer.Part IIt was back in ‘3 (read full article) |
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| Category :: Poetry Articles |
Author :: Dennis Siluk |
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| Article Title :: Family Poems: Out of Minnesota [Now in Spanish and English] |
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| 1—Mother’s UrnIf there is anything sadder than my mothers urn,
I can’t picture it.
To this day, I can’t fathom another loss,
quite like that one.In fact, no one believes I keep it in my china cabinet
in my living room.
Unlike the cemetery, where no one sees it,
but our Christian God.#1012 12/2005Spanish VersionLa Urna de mi MadreSi hay algo más triste que la urna de mi madre,
No puedo imaginarlo.
Hasta este día, no puedo comprender otra pérdida,
Grande como ésta.De hecho, nadie cree que la guardo en mi armario de vajillas
en mi sala de estar.
A diferencia del cementerio, donde nadie lo ve,
sin (read full article) |
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| Category :: Poetry Articles |
Author :: Dennis Siluk |
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| Article Title :: Night Poems From Minnesota [Now is Spanish and English] |
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| Here are a few more of Dennis' poems, evidently he wrote them yesterday, and finished late early Wednesday evening, when I was alseep. He loves his Minnesota, and, now his Peru.1) PotholesThere are two seasons they say in Minnesota!
I refer to them as: road construction, because
of our harsh winters.
And mosquito season, because of our
excruciating, hot and damp summers.On my way to have lunch today, at Arby’s—
(where, at this moment I’m writing this poem)
I had to dodge a few potholes, on the cold
winter-asphalt.Unlike my Peruvian wife, who drives over them?
Broke an axle a few years back,
with her Jaguar;
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| Category :: Poetry Articles |
Author :: Alexandru Ionescu |
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| Article Title :: Poetic Love versus Commercial Love |
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| Am I the last romantic? This is a very tough question for me! I remember the times when love seemed more pure and diaphanous. A boy saw a girl, he liked her, she smiled shamefaced at him, giving him hope. Desire was fed by hope, and time was the perfect cook for a romantic love recipe. It all continued with peaceful thoughts at night, while looking at the stars and making wishes, sweet love wishes! Days were passing, the boy can’t get his thoughts back on the track, charmed by his beautiful princess. Another glimpse, a few days after, would keep the fire burning, until the boy can’t take it anymore, and moves to the next step:a romantic poem and roses, maybe even chocolate candy. Beautif (read full article) |
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| Category :: Poetry Articles |
Author :: Lance Winslow |
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| Article Title :: If You Fear, Then Click Here |
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| Afraid of Bird Flu it is coming you know and could kill 100 worldwide? Are you worried about bank robbers like Bonnie and Clyde?International Terrorists are coming to get your family and You? Are you afraid of lions escaping from the Zoo?Fear the Comet that will soon hit the Earth? Are you afraid of the coming of Satan, it could well be the next birth.Totally annihilation and Nuclear War coming soon. Are you afraid of the Tropical Hurricane Season staring early in mid-June?Are you in totally in dismay of the Santa Clause virus worm, which might ruin your day? Homophobic and worried your kids will grow up to be Gay?One traffic accident could end your life (read full article) |
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| Category :: Poetry Articles |
Author :: Dennis Siluk |
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| Article Title :: Rogue Poetry (Eight Poems) |
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| Rogue Poetry[Commentary] —I’m not so young anymore, I seem to think I’ve recognized something that has escaped most of the modern age that perhaps most of us are people lost inside our own heads.When I look at my past, it now seems to be akin to roads unprepared, rivers still with old levees, and fields full of weeds, and unplowed. I suppose you can say that of any new generation coming onto the scene—one feels they have not enough time to finish what they started before the new one takes over. It is indeed a pilgrimage to write about it, in plain terms.Few people recognize the poets and writers I quote today, a few select perhaps do—here I shall lay bare t (read full article) |
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| Category :: Poetry Articles |
Author :: Fazli Sameer |
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| Article Title :: Sands |
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| I set foot on the sands of the Arabian Gulf In Nineteen Seventy Nine;The sands, since then, have swallowed me up,And consumed all of my time;My time has been spent, in work and in prayer,Through the warm Arabian Nights;The nights have exploded and lifted me up,To wondrous towering heights.The streets are all paved with 24K Gold,In the mystic Middle East;The Gold is so pure, spreading an array,Of a gala sumptious feast;The feasts are so many and time has so sweetly,Played on my favorite song;The love songs of life, that keep on playing, (read full article) |
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| Category :: Poetry Articles |
Author :: Fazli Sameer |
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| Article Title :: Poems of our Time |
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| Lost in TimeWe seem to be lost in timebusy with our commerce;making money and building towers,waging wars and reaping flowers.What did our old folks doin their lazy old lifetimeto bring forth such a generationof humanity that seems to betotally lost in time?=====SHIPS
Just a brief
conversation, over dinner;
Two Worlds had spun!Two hearts, spoke
across a table;
Had so much fun!Is it love,
or a loneliness;
that brings us together?From up above,
He provides us;
A sweet scented savor!We reach out,
so blindly, moving;
Away, out of sight!Like two ships,
passing each other; (read full article) |
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| Category :: Poetry Articles |
Author :: Dennis Siluk |
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| Article Title :: Hidden Falls-St. Paul, Minnesota (a Sonnet)-A Rewarded Search |
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| I waited thee thro a lifetime of years,Till now when camest, your beauty was blind.‘Tis written, “He that seeketh, he shall find,”
Hidden, I have found thy next, in all they spheres,
By my city’s river, a voice no man hearsSave from the Hunger unknown but well divined:From the Mississippi behind hidden wind
Like a blue star your eyes flow thro many tears!Thou art the silence, the city’s soul; thou
The beauty of things, unseen upon my brow.O likened to Civil War walls, once dreamedAnd winter found perfect! Cup of mysteryUpon your stones forgotten suns have gleamed,
Whose waters are waters from unse (read full article) |
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| Category :: Poetry Articles |
Author :: Santhanam Nagarajan |
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| Article Title :: In Praise of 'If' |
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| Have you ever read the inspirational, motivational poem written by Nobel Laureate Rudyard Kipling?Do you want to know who can be called as a Leader, a Man?
At the time of depression, do you want to know how to react to the events ?
After spending quite a number of years, with all your energy, suddenly a failure occurs, for no fault of yours. You may be a victim of the circumstances. How the entire world evaluate you at that particular moment? Where are your friends at that fateful moment?Who ever shared your wealth, are they supporting you at your adversity? What to do, then? Do you know what you should do at the time of failure?
For many more such questions, you may fi (read full article) |
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