Four poems

poems by Sam Silva - image by Denise Enck

COMPUTER CLASSICAL RADIOAlluvial!...floatation of notes in a river of sound where fingers somewhere dance on a keyboardNature! Nature! in a watery sight the brain the heart ...such fluids abound as would take me there also on this dark quiet night like computer screens and their dancing light!SHIVERS WITHIN A HOT SEASONun bathed a month and swimming in June … [Read more...]

Poems by Sam Silva

Whatcom Falls Park, March 23 2015

A STRANGER'S EDUCATION IN THE ARTSA brain with its echoes finds constancy in classical romantic serenade and a mirror in the later centuries' leap into expressionism dancing close to jazz.My pen burned its dull flame in visions of the cinema ...cartoons and characters were the backdrop for my crusty verbal images of nature and the cityand with such an … [Read more...]

4 Spring Poems

Scudder Pond in Early Spring - Denise Enck

ACHE AWAKENINGIn a moment where the yard explodes in air about infested with sky blue expanse in twigs straining to bud near left over winter mud and cars rip by in dense exhaust ...mirrored exhalation of our chants.April's murder on the way ...there is a cost for such sudden exuberance of days which grow quite warm.I am an elf on this Spring day! I am a … [Read more...]

Five poems by Sam Silva

Minimum Pink - Denise Enck

MUSICAL STILL LIFE WITH COMPUTERGuitar serenade ...the plucked harp of my soul lingers as well in the cave I made of my heart with its holeechoing through computer wires with their flickering lights like electric fires.WHAT SAY YOU COUNTRY BOY?Bland things now! Bland and dull and easy! The painless ardor of a mind entombed by cigarettes and old … [Read more...]

Poetry by Sam Silva

Street Flowers by Alexis Doyen

A SONG WHICH THE ARTIST INSPIRES Angel of my thoughts and dreams! Painter of my dusty soul in earthen portrait. Fire around the darkened coal lit alive by such desire.Love like this comes only once! No one else could take me there except for Jesus and his mother come with images that likewise strike me dumb among the words I write...not even Helen with her … [Read more...]

Three poems by Sam Silva

Poems by Sam Silva

THE LIGHT WITHIN THE DARKNESSChagall's celebrant Russian folklore foreshadowed somehow the deeper sadder island serenity of your dazzling palms which radiate tears and your portraits of tiny upper class Dominican girls decked in regalia for some ten year old coming out with harsh eyes that stare at the nothingness there.All the wedding, the carnival, the … [Read more...]

Four poems by Sam Silva

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WHEN THE POET SEESThese facts appear like magic! Those abstract birds you made with wild paint on a tropical canvass seem to my failing eyes now a nocturne where such colors still keep swirling pure.Such a painting frames the world above my desktop next to shadow and lamp glow...idea and image fall this way suffuse with the patterned chaos of life my bony … [Read more...]

Poems by Sam Silva

Skagit Farm by Denise Enck

NATUREDarkness or a flickering computer light within are usually a good shield from mental marauders when the fruit is peeled to the fruit's cold core.And the world is molten ash with a warm thin crust hurtling through a huge cold vacuum and a little stellar dustwhich the artists choose to kiss. And a song makes sense to the serious aesthete in terms of … [Read more...]

7 new poems by Sam Silva


MY FRIENDS AND I, WE STOLE THE SUMMERMy friends and I, we stole the summer and its rain in stumbling secret conversation about the brilliant ways of the city...all of its joy and all of its pain!In a little room I call my friends and speak of a journey which never ends while they all disappear one by one...and I may be left ...ah what a Pity! to share … [Read more...]



Computer music from within ...matched in its expressive rhythm by the rattling tin! One of the coolest days in July helps the feelings on toward Autumn's endless sky and leaf and breeze come soon...a witch of a morning moments before August! ...with classical computer lullaby nearby that porch and screen waiting for the haunting of the Moon months away on the … [Read more...]

Pagan Days

poem by Sam Silva

Prayers are face down and descend in stoic gloom ...what goes up is methane and all of the other various fume and gas which punctuate a tired pain made of a planets sheer exhaust while glaciers cause the plants to bloom like ice cubes melting in a glass near the bed where I lie down...a victim!, and a ghoulish clown. … [Read more...]

Two poems by Sam Silva

Poems by Sam Silva

HISTORIES OF A SMALL SOUTHERN TOWNLike those young and ardent tragedies which surround...summer will come and burn with its fury about this small city built on a swamp. It will come and the steam will rise like passion though such bones ache with enormous fatigue.Then August will retire to September where both Moon and Sun spin orange and huge about the … [Read more...]

Summer’s Onslaught Edging Into May

Summer Leaves / credit:

SUMMER'S ONSLAUGHT EDGING INTO MAYSummer's onslaught edging into May bakes this swampy yard. Iced coffee levels out the day outside and the guest room has a bed and fan cool as petals on the water ...the mind is groggy's true but no matter what they say about the sky outside the sky outside is perfect blue and a vision of the window melts away as cool … [Read more...]

5 Poems by Sam Silva


A STORY OF GLACIAL WATERSYou are a little older than me in years if not in heart. And if you, in the final cup you drink cause the trees and the clouds and the sun to sink I will know again what I really think...the painful ugly cold of my soul and the withering of trees and the terror of stormand a winter place as dark as coal near frigid seas under snows … [Read more...]



In summer time I am an air conditioned icicle winter, the steam which haunts the house.I will not go into the grocery store with you Rachel ...I will ride along in the car and be a witness to the distant terror of the world. Images pass along through glass much like the traffic of TV ...but I have lost the courage and strength to go inside and dance around … [Read more...]

For the Woman Who Keeps My Forever

Digital art by D. Raphael

We struggle to appear as golden embers gone beyond days of the christchild drawing near when we get old...winter nights and brittle cold drowsy days and melting ice Februaries' left over lights ...the dusty tree! ...the old TV! ...the ornaments for rats and mice;an old man trying hard to pee worries about a winter fall ...the slippery fracture of it all!A … [Read more...]

4 poems by Sam Silva

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BLISSMindless piano trills from the online station ...bright lights!, they might flicker to a migraine while a mind on the other side of me desires something else of the near to swallowed pain medication...peace and pleasure!...the stalwarts of the sixties! ...what survives if anything of a long ago burned out generation of values seeking to kiss the skyin a … [Read more...]

Seven Poems by Sam Silva

7 Poems by Sam Silva / image by dritter /

ONCE AS A CHILD AND LONG AGOOnce as a child and long ago I was in love with the idea of junk with Peter Pan and Cheerios and the sacred high of the great TV and blue songs which Bob Dylan sang ...the morning! Mr tambourine be lost beyond such hollowness and cold in places wet with smoke in tropic places sweated clean like Juarez is in Mexico...a … [Read more...]

Four Poems by Sam Silva

4 Poems by Sam Silva

THINGS HAPPENThank God these days I sleep and dream!Things happen is inevitable!, this angry wrangling of the nerves in a place that feels like Hell or a paranoid respite full of anxious passionwhich can die down to a calm. And there are a few good memories too ...just a sponge balm for all terrors wounds.These things do not strengthen you! unless … [Read more...]