Ole Bulky Jeeps & Paper, Ink and Rain [two Peoms]

Ole Bulky Jeeps

Through late summer's heat
These bulky shaped jeeps
Ride by house and farm
City and barn-Hungry for
Spring-again, hoping to avoid
The Slipping and sliding
Of winter's ice and wind?[s]

Their weighty legs are dirty
From moving dust and rain
(Here and there, everywhere)
Through all kinds of terrain
Like moving clouds caught
In the foliage of the woods?
They never slow down a ting
They have a duty, and give.

It's part of how they live-
In military-, bulky ole jeeps!...

#814 8/24/05

Paper, Ink and Rain

This year they are half the size
of a pen top I keep at home
to mark off the place I stopped,

and precisely, the color of red,
of the ink leading back across
the dry paper, underlining?

past the next word, I've yet to read
you hear the rolling of the pen
slipping out ink drops like rain.

#813 8/23/05

Note by Rosa: here are two more poems by Dennis Siluk, I hope you enjoy them. I often don't know where he is going with his poetry, but it is not hard to make it out once he puts it done on paper; instead of those napkins at the Barns and Noble, Caf?, in Roseville, Minnesota. I have at times, had to rush and check his spelling (he uses spell check, but his MS gets to him now and then; but so did Faulkner's wife, so I don't feel bad. I think his first poem deals with his long career in the military, 11-years. He drove jeeps all over the place. I told him now they got these humvee's, but he still calls them jeeps, so I just over look it. And his second poem, I think what he is trying to zone in on is just an everyday piece of life?simplicity. He never tells me; and I'm no scholar. I do realize his poems are written with a premise always, and I guess that is what I like; and it's not hard to find. He celebrates life with every word.

Dennis Siluk's books can be seen at his website: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com

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