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Gilgamesh Poems - Poems about Gilgamesh


Premium Member Captain Gilgamesh Aloysius Willikers
Welcome! I am Captain G. Willikers. Really? Truly? That be your name. Oh no, Silly Billy, hid'n d'G all the same. O let' me guess, O let' me guess. What could d'G be.. Guess away, guess away it's your time it's your cruise but keep away, keep away for I've no interest in your clues but how will I know the truth if you're going...

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Categories: gilgamesh, god, life, people,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Gilgamesh
The house used to be warm when they were all home Not the house is gone and I'm all alone A stray on the street with no where to go I wish I could tell them I miss them so Trudging through alleys in the sleet and rain Hoping one day I'll be there again Down on...

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Categories: gilgamesh, angst, art, dog, loss,
Form: Rhyme



Excerpts from Gilgamesh
He Lived: Excerpts from “Gilgamesh” loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch I. He who visited hell, his country’s foundation, Was well-versed in mysteries’ unseemly dark places. He deeply explored many underworld realms Where he learned of the Deluge and why Death erases. II. He built the great ramparts of Uruk-the-Sheepfold And of holy Eanna. Then weary, alone, He recorded his thoughts in frail scratchings called...

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Categories: gilgamesh, death, death of a
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Gilgamesh
Story has it you used your power to run amuck Putting fear into the people, and brides in Uruk So the people of Unuk pray to the sky God Anu To sort out Gilgamesh, without any further ado Send us something, to sort out that raging mutt Who just wants our brides and likes to kick butt Enters; poor, Enkidu,...

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Categories: gilgamesh, adventure, best friend, brother,
Form: Epic
Love Has a Southern Flavor
Love has a Southern flavor: honeydew, ripe cantaloupe, the honeysuckle’s spout we tilt to basking faces to breathe out the ordinary, and inhale perfume ... Love’s Dixieland-rambunctious: tangled vines, wild clematis, the gold-brocaded leaves that will not keep their order in the trees, unmentionables that peek from dancing lines ... Love cannot be contained, like Southern nights: the constellations’ dying mysteries, the fireflies that hum...

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Categories: gilgamesh, desire, longing, love, romance,
Form: Sonnet




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