Long Pompey Poems

Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly staring back at my 
Abject countenance with detached contempt and...

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Pay heed to those deeds from whence the heart must confess...
You're far from Rome Proconsul Caesar...
As they say, "All roads lead to Rome" Ariovistus
and all tresspasses are treated as threats of war...
My recent conquest of...

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The Great Falls of the northern Plains is actually a chain of five seperate waterfalls
varying in height and majesty extending over 12 miles,
they also confirm that the right river was chosen,
we had hoped that the...

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After: "Letter of Mithridates to Phraates, King of Parthia"
Historiae VI by Sallust 
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I am a man more poisoned against than poisoning.
 That’s my version anyhow, and I’m sticking to it.
Don’t blame me for having survived...

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*Image of Julius Caesar by QDT.

The Ides of March

Spun spells pummel our Earth ... as a Sun scanned absence swallow,
vacuumed blues taxes light once deemed eternal ... plus righteousness,
escapism from existence ... edges evacuation,

Birth ere...

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Who am I? I am not Fred Flintstone, nor am I Billy Goat Gruff,
And I am not Will Shakespeare, nor a Scotsman named MacDuff;
I am not Tom, I am not Dick, and surely am not...

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At work it was
slack- not much to
do,
The boss was out on
the prowl. 
We have to look busy
no matter what
His face was all of
a scowl.

I had the misfortune
to pick up a paper
A paper someone
bought for their
break,
The...

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At work it was slack- not much to do,
The boss was out on the prowl. 
We have to look busy no matter what
His face was all of a scowl.

I had the misfortune to pick up...

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Born the daughter of a Lemhi Shoshone chief
she was captured by the Hidatsa in her teens. 
And sold to the Mandan Missouri River tribe
where she met and married Toussaint Charbonneau.

A French Canadian trapper and a...

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The ruling party's eternal line: Warriors brightly shine, 
Their battlefield triumphs necessarily fine.
Yet crown them as statesmen, heroics diminish,
Often resulting in ignominious finishes.

Caesar defeated Pompey, returning home to cheers,
Ambition rent them on 'kind Brutus' dagger...

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The rubicon is crossed,
thirteenth legion for glory.
Augustan,publico pro bono,
behold the untold story.

Marched into all Rome,
flags of the republic burn.
Demons threaten his name,
and say they shall return.

All hail justice reborn!, 
Caesar, men will know fear.
Battle drums...

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She sets my heart aflutter
So much so I wish she would mutter
Those words "I do"
In front of onlookers in a pew

My heart says it can be so
My mind says it is a no
Should I continue...

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Where have all tne beauiful words gone? 
The skipping rhythms, 
Tangled in luscious forms, 
That painted movies in our minds. 

And does it matter? 
If all that left is, 
Weary eyed concrete spirits. 
Slobbering over...

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