Bacchus Poems - Poems about Bacchus

Happy May Day, all you PS boys and girls...EVOE! Squeeze a cherry and let it sit, And don't forget to take out the pit. Let it ferment, At least a day as a rule, To give it some zing And a kick like a mule. Do the same with the blackberry, There on the vine, Then fill full the flagons With festival wine. From cherry to...

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While with others for the treasured scramble, We sometimes like Acrobats tumble, The message wiring across that we’re nimble But all too soon like an elephant amble, And like the soaked in Bacchus stumble And like ramshackle walls crumble; From our bellies a heard rumble And The Once Fluent begins to ramble, Lots of a tailor beginner's fumble, Not good at the use of...

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These are my modern English translations of ancient Greek epigrams by Anacreon from the Anacreontea. Here he lies in state tonight: great is his Monument! Yet Ares cares not, neither does War relent. —Anacreon, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Yes, bring me Homer’s lyre, no doubt, but first yank the bloodstained strings out! —Anacreon, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R....

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The Andalusian grapes are ripe this time of season. Bacchus pipes his sweet tune o'er the vinyards while soft breeze doth rustle more in trees where mission tolls its clanging chime, and natives wind their way up valley's climb to slopes where hoary twisted vines now bore large clusters; sunny place where rain won't pour and lessen growing grapes from being prime. Church...

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Anacreontic verse Bacchus rose joy purging xeric throats choking upon libations conflicted aims dancing naked fearlessly awash escaping inhibition’s tyranny loosing anger’s soul through merriment releasing wingless spirits thoughtless thoughts unfettered voices mumbling wine soaked praise to numbing’s god. 10/26/2015 submitted to – Anacreontic Verse 1 – Poetry Contest sponsor – Edward Ebbs...

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Bacchus, I've heard you calling unto me; the wind carries your song, throughout the day. "Vines of sin.. Desire to intoxicate, straying you further from our golden gate.." The coy words spoken to me, ring within.. Beautiful music is created from a soft violin. "Where thou lies?" I asked. No voice could reply as I continued, I found a creature, which was death-masked; "You...

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Your tender body is a fertile garden where flowers bloom beautiful and animated. Sanctuary of desire in their domain pursuing eternal splendor splashed in golden water.. Paradise under captive sky scent of Magnolia in country my hands touch in the instant lips upon your lovely petals. This morning in your garden with you in sighing sanctuary on our hands love expired overgrown with Springtime flowers... ~...

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Bacchus God of wine twice born Bacchus son of thunderbolt... two fermentations God of wine twice born Bacchus son of thunderbolt... from grape to happy God of wine twice born Bacchus son of thunderbolt... happy to headache. ©1/05/2013 contest entry...

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Bacchus God of wine Thou art the Liberator Loosen our tongues with thy sweet nectar Bacchus God of wine Thou art the Liberator Whip us into a frenzy of intoxication Bacchus God of wine Thou art the Liberator Allow us freedom to tell our secrets...

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We are together,fondling each other, not wanting to let go.Drinking red wine, perfumed by our kiss,scarlet love from each other's lips,evoking emotions. Fire place lit by Our warmth.Spicy Wood burning,by our yearning,by our devouring desire.Never knowing we wanted,We needed so much of each other.Never knowing we were so much in love,a different kind of Love. Charma...

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"I'm told I'm free to try, so try I did, but then the shrewd wins with the highest bid; I'm tired of being tired of being told that I'm free, living free is the...

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