Open Poetry #48 |
Catullus |
Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Once You could not tread The roads of Rome And not hear Her praises sung Oh I was there Passing traveler I know the truth Of whom they sang The sun and moon Were her mindful courtiers Flowers enslaved themselves To strew her ways I died as well To serve Her whims and dreams However ephemeral They may have seemed For I was young And full Of knightly themes And after all She was beautiful . |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
Nicely done, enjoyed! Kat >^..^< |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I think you have traveled in many realms, John, and it shows in your poetry. iDA |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
oh yes this is creative & very visual - love it! Love is the life of the soul... |
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