Brigitte
The Modern Olympic Games,
Manifested through the routes of the Gods!
So brace yourself to the troubles ahead.
Brigitte my friend,
We have the Julian Calender hanging in our rooms;
But it is part of the Roman Empire handed over to us.
Instead of the Lunar Calender,
We have the Roman Calendar!
For the Spring Time which started the year is now,
Changed to to January which is still Winter! !
All the same, the just will live by the faith.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Happy Valentime Day
so it's valentine day
so the calender did say
you pick up roses
on your way
and a big chocolate heart
to help plan your night
not a bad way to start
you even lit the fire light
getting the mood ready
along with soft music
cause it's valentine day
so the calender did say
so you put on your red tie
she wears her red dress
you both dance real close
not wanting the night to die
cause it's valentine day
so the calender did say
as you both go upstairs
following a pool of roses
you both go upstairs
without a care
letting your love
take it from here
so it's must be
valentine day
so the calender did say
so happy valentine day
poem by Bruce Martone
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Discovers' Day October 8,2007
Who?
Just who
authorized
the printer of my
wall calender
to remove Columbus
replacing him with
Discovers' Day?
Who, just who?
When I bought the calender
sure I did not read the fine print.
Didn't think I needed to.
Is it because he and his men
may have brought
smallpox and syphilis
and based on where they landed
didn't really
discover America?
In fact they missed
what they were
sailing for.
It was a shorter route
to the East Indies;
missed by several thousand miles.
We've know this for a long time.
Why take him off
my calender now?
What about the parades-
The Columbus Day Sales-
Am I still going to get 20% off?
No mail today.
Federal employees
Got the day off.
Maybe it's not
Such a big thing?
Do only I miss Columbus?
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Leading You Astray
Bad people,
Power cuts!
Aspire,
Inspire,
Milk and honey,
Sugar and tea,
Survival of the fittest! !
Strength,
Change, challenge!
And, it took place in her room twice.
The 4th Empire was the Roman Empire!
The 4th Beast was the Roman Empire! !
Drones, thrones, stone;
Like the great sword with eyes all over it,
but, your uncontrolled lust is leading you astray.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Maghe
The Roman god Janus,
The Roman goddess Februa,
The Roman god of war (Mars) !
The Greek goddess of love (Aphrodite) ,
The Roman goddess of growth (Maia) ,
And Juno, the goddess of women, marriages and childbirth! !
Learn from them to know the wife of Jupiter as well;
For, we are all being saurrounded by the works of the gods and the goddesses!
The Germanic languages,
I am Maghe with the works of the secret codes of life in the land of the living;
But, very quick and eloquent is the muse of my love!
And like the acts of the god Woden in the alnd of many rivers.
The god Thunor (Thor) and the goddess Frigg,
With Old Norse like Venus the goddess of love!
But, try to learn from the old facts to push ahead with the truth always;
For, we are blindfolded to the secrets of this world.
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Roman Polanski: What is There to Debate? Whether Rape is Rape-Rape?
I know he is great director.
I know that he had great stresses in his life from childhood on.
I know that he had won countless awards for his cinema, his ‘magic’ and his craft.
I know that Roman Polanski is a statutory rape predator.
I know that there was something in his psyche that little girls had done.
I know what rape means, it is control, and it’s been 32 years ago,
- he had control or am I daft.
She said “No, no, I want to go home”
“It’s been so long ago”, his fans do say.
It is sort of like meth head saying,
“I promised you $400 for that guitar I bought you from last year,
But not in future and not today.”
And the infamous Bill Clinton line
-'It depends on what the meaning of the word 'is' is. “
That one still confounds me still to this day.
(But not as much as Caitlin Upton’s response when she was asked a question in a pageant about geography I do recall.)
Roman Polanski is a fugitive from the law.
I know that Roman Polanski is a statutory rape predator
The French blame the US level of justice.
Roman elected to live in the US not France,
Do in Rome what the Romans do.
And if you ‘play’ you have to pay.
And if by chance,
You run afoul of the country’s law pity the fool.
His next stop is a prison cell door.
Especially, when you are a 40+ year old man taking advantage of a 13 year old girl.
I know that Roman Polanski is a statutory rape predator.
Roman Polanski gave her alcohol and Quaaludes,
Consensual sex, hardly it behooves the point,
Someone should lock him up for the next 32 years in the joint.
Roman’s violation of the law is not only against her,
But it is a violation against the People of California,
And consequently, the People of the United States.
I know that Roman Polanski is a statutory rape predator.
If Roman Polanski is not extradited,
- then a part of millennia of common moral law is about to fail.
If Roman Polanski is extradited he will not go free on bail.
If he were Marc Rich and President Clinton was in power,
And if Roman Polanski gave serious money to Clinton’s Library,
Roman, like Marc Rich, could be pardoned, exonerated-either or.
Roman should pay for his abuse of a child whatever years ago,
She quite older now but the state doesn’t forget.
Especially when his lawyers instigated the recent events,
-that too do they would soon regret.
But when its all said and done,
I know that Roman Polanski is a statutory rape predator.
10-2-09
poem by Joe Rosochacki
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This agglomeration which was called and which still calls itself the Holy Roman Empire was neither holy, nor Roman, nor an empire.
Remembering Henry David Thoreau's The Moon
she signs herself in
and out of the sky
a vast domain she
has with her kins
the stars and the one
who surreptitiously
showers on her his glory
to keep the key to
her throne a secret
she takes a new signature
each day to her coveted seat
from a round lamp
to a bright sharpened sickle
to harvest the fields
so punctual is she
with her presence
she has been akin
to a heavenly calender
through her signature
the ancients learnt the
cycle of things
lunar lunar calender
to remember
the start of war
the end of war
the union, the parting,
the reunion
the conception
the new born,
the death anniversary
a story, sad or happy,
to sign in every new moon
into our life
by john tiong chunghoo
inspired by Thoreau's
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The full-orbed moon with unchanged ray
Mounts up the eastern sky,
Not doomed to these short nights for aye,
But shining steadily.
She does not wane, but my fortune,
Which her rays do not bless,
My wayward path declineth soon,
But she shines not the less.
And if she faintly glimmers here,
And paled is her light,
Yet alway in her proper sphere
She's mistress of the night.
Henry David Thoreau
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Names of months and their relevance
January is named after Janus,
Who is the Roman God
In charge of the world.
February is Februalia,
A time sacrifices are made
And sins atoned for.
March is Mar, God of War,
And father of Romulus,
Who ruled the Roman Empire.
April is Aperira in Latin,
Meaning to open the buds in Spring.
May is Maia, Goddess of Fertility.
June is Juno, wife and sister of
Jupiter and protector of women.
July is Emperor Julius Caesar.
August is Augustus, grandson of
Julius Caesar’s sister.
September, October, November and December
Are Septen, Octo, Noven and Decm
Standing for seven, eight, nine and ten.
The relevance of names are lost
When their connectivity is not understood.
20.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Julius Caesar Augustus: Ancient World Conquest
Julius valiant tall in stature a fair complexion
youth shapely limbs incredibly talented
fair-haired full face keen piercing black eyes
a public speaker trained in rhetoric skilled
hail Octavius Octavian exalted revered Augustus
statesman titled Father of the Fatherland imperator
conqueror destroyer builder Hail Caesar
Julius Augustus Caesar
famous for conquest of Gaul
Roman statesman general emperor
first emperor of the Roman Empire
ruled alone from 27 BC until 14 AD
amassed power sparked a civil war
emerged as sole unrivaled leader
of the Roman world played a critical
role in the gradual transformation of
Roman Republic into the Roman Empire
adopted born Gaius Octavius Thurinus
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Empires
Empires
On the ancient road I hear roman soldiers’ footsteps, all roads lead back to an empire;
and nothing has changed the poor die in the service of their masters. The Romans took
the elites sons of country they wanted to dictate sent them to Rome trained and sent
them back and they had vassal state. It didn’t always work, loyalty became resentment
and uprising, the kept kings demanded more power. The new empire is doing the same,
sends sons and daughters of the elite, in countries they want to control, to Harvard, we
get the royal household of Jordan. Sometime it backfires and we get Osama Bin Laden.
All empires must fall it’s written in the stars, their outpost Israel, is a sacrilege, losing her
humanity. I hear tired Roman soldiers marching on roads their foes will take when they
come to crush them. Iraq is a civil war waiting to happen, Afghanistan is a lost cause and
Pakistan will never submit to foreign dominance. I hear the footsteps, the new empires’
soldiers, the urban poor, have been promised glory, and shiny medals, as always they die
for a dream not theirs. The ghosts of roman soldiers marches on through the centuries,
nothing has changed in two thousand years.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Roman's wife Sharon Tate had been murdered by Charles Manson the year before, but Roman had been through so much leaving the Warsaw ghetto that he was very strong and private.
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Roman Empire Conquest Founded
Ancient power civilizations;
were located around key shores
control Mediterranean Sea?
Major influences on ancient cultures;
secure sea food; routes for trade fought
colonisation wars left legacy seeds?
Late comer Emperor Augustus;
Roman Empire conquest founded
renamed his Mediterranean Sea?
'Mare Nostrum' 'Our Sea' Romans;
ruled with military triremes iron legions
defeated Greek city states Phoenicians.
Roman Mediterranean rendered our lake is
an important symbolic link in conquest chains
spreading inroad iron willed fist by land seas.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Too Proud
The wail fills the genesis;
you are not living in me any more.
Outside a grey mist of absence prevails.
For a while there was stillness
of white death, then roaring of a
hurricane, before it struck the ancient wall
of a levee. I started gathering my
sky, in ruins of a screaming town.
Faith was walking without legs.
Annihilation with a smile of a calender, starts;
trees and bone littered floating.
I start to understand the stalling darkness.
The human bleed now attracts the wolves
to maul, to tear, to drown
the breath of burned out spirit.
Still a cinder smoulders in debris,
to dislodge the burden of life,
for the face lift of a hanging man.
poem by Satish Verma
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I took oath
I took oath
In the first day of the
Month called 'Sankranti'
By odia calender
I fixed my programme
for the year
To devote my life
For the welfare of
Father and mother.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Wind
The calendar-dated joy
The alarm waking breath
The nine-month expectation
The delicacy of a rose
The coarseness of a leaf
The destined seasons
The place of the dayspring
Harmattan's and winter's dry and chill
Autumn, as the leaves leave home and hit the ground
The trees say goodbye as you fall
Summer, your sun's glory days
Rain, God's crying ways, your pain aches
Spring, the flowers they bloom and so do you
Music, the hemoglobin of my heart
The acoustic guitar, the violin...
Words, spoken few, written more
Three words that makes all the difference
Killed some, healed some, made some
God, my lifetime dated lover
The life-timed goodbye, death
Leaves the soil wetter
Turns the light on for those it takes
Dims the lamp for those behind
The winds, ah, the winds
The North wind brought you in nine months
And pours on you the grace to live
And shines on you the light that will guide you back North
The East wind, brought love your way
Hope you loved deeply and truly?
The healing, the rising of your sun
The making of the you, you are
The West wind, it sets your sun
The pain, the love lost, the darkness
The loss, the aching sea, the grief
The South wind, the calender-dated end
Pulling down the poster of the nine-month gift
Ending the sojourn on the countryside
The last string of the violin
The last note of a song
Did you dance while the song was playing?
Did you hear the music or at least feel your heart beat
Me, you, we, are waiting for a purpose to rise
The calender-dated joy
Your wedding day, graduation, golden anniversary
Are you happy today?
Were you with joy as each wind blew
I wasn't, I'm not...I'm wrong
Each wind plays a song
Tells a story...listen...its the story of life
And there's a hand offering to dance
To dance, oh, to dance with you
To the song of all songs
To sway with you as each wind blows
To be your joy every day in your calendar
He's the one who cried the rain
That you may blossom in summer
Who wants to keep you warmer than warm in winter's cruel
And when the South wind blows its last
The winds have stopped
Plays the last note of that beautiful song
He named...your life.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Just Rambling or Mike Prunicki
The Roman Roads from A to B.
Straight as a die uphill and down
the perfect route for infantry.
Which they deployed from town to town.
Though practical, lacked interest
The hidden ways the natives used
presumably they found the best
to avoid the Roman abuse.
The conquerors who sought to rule
could not subdue the savage tribes.
Their Emperor another fool
subsequent history describes.
Who bit off more than he could chew
and in the end had to retreat
As foreign armies often do
before their conquest is complete.
The Roman Roads a legacy
a tribute to their building skills.
They left behind reluctantly
returning to the seven hills.
I still prefer the winding ways
connecting quiet country towns.
To roads than run straight always
ignoring all the ups and downs.
The modern roads and motorways
though suited to our modern haste.
For them I have no word of praise
Because I have the time to waste.
I travel on my own two feet
I take my time enjoy the view.
There is no dead line I must meet.
I do not envy those who do
.22-Mar-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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A Whispered Rant in Disguise
If the definition of poetry is
that it touches the heart
then the Olympic Games,
all the arts
and other more intimate matters
are poetry
which I believe the Greeks
would nod assent to
and Baron Coubertin's declaration
relaunching the Olympic Games
(though this time with clothes on, ah well) and
somewhat forgotten by the media
that it's not the winning
but the taking part
would apply to all
the above activities
which is OK by me
and her.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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All comparisons between America's current place in the world and anything legitimately called an empire in the past reveal ignorance and confusion about any reasonable meaning of the concept empire, especially the comparison with the Roman Empire.
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Time Rules Carved Out Empire Journeys
Darius I of Persia earlier standout stars;
having attacked conquered Ancient Egypt
built a canal linking his Persian Red Sea?
To the Mediterranean through desert sands;
Darius's canal wide enough for two triremes
to pass each other with all oars extended?
Required mere four days to canal traverse;
history turns Persian Roman Empires are extinct?
No Eastern Roman Empire now time rules?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Uglatto
You ooh ooh another hairdo mobutu shoes
This roman nose
Yourre uglatto
You grin like a star
The grille of a car
Fat oldsmobilo
A puffed potato
This roman say ugh-latto
You a bad tomato speak esperanto
So desperato and constipato
This roman nose
Youre uglatto
Why do you wiggle so you make me
Want to ho ho in front of people
You are so uglatto
song performed by by Devo
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