Open Poetry #12 |
Still Travelin' |
John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas |
Buchana’ is the Clan I claim- An’ fightin’ is me trade! I write a bit o’ doggerel- While burnishin’ me blade. Wha’s ‘at ye say? ‘ow old am I? I simply canna say- The years roll on, an’ on, an’ on- I go fra fray to fray. Tamujin, ‘im called Tamarlane- Yon Asiatic Lord... I seen ‘im bring a Legion down- A raidin’ wi’ ‘is ‘Orde. Aye, I ken Rome, wha’ ruled the worl’ From Tiber’s verdant valley- I bear ‘er marks o’ whip, ye ken? Fra rowing on ‘er galleys. I di’ quite well wi’ blade, fer sure To sate the Ceasars’ lust- While sheddin’ blood o’ beasts an’ men In tha’ arena dust. Ave Ceasar! torn fra throats- An’ lifted to the sky! We fightin’ men salute ye, sair- Wha’ are aboot to die! Net, an’ trident...chain, or mace- Or gladius so keen- Such rapine and debauchery- The worl’ ha’ never seen! Pagh! Kingdoms come, an’ kingdoms go- While balancin’ the scale- I’ve seen ‘em all, an’ watched ‘em fall- Thus goes the Traveler’s Tale! |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
On the road agin... still... On & On & On 'e goes.. Where 'e stops.... Don't stop, GS... We need to hear of your wanderings... |
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