Amphitheatre Poems - Poems about Amphitheatre

...Before the Dawn Where were you in the 14th century? In ancient times, it was called philosophy. Their entertainment was the Amphitheatre back in time. Captive in chains as warriors, who could......

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...I hear violins playing Oscillating in the auditorium As the orchestra resounds Behind the chambers of my heart Bittersweet melodies plays aloud I cannot escape - That sweet summer rain Which......

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... (A seductive voice whispers as incense fills the air) Sat within here A discarded loop in time and space Within this room I see you all in the distance Shimmering through Like brig......

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...Sit-upons that we wove together. The troop activity. How many spots will remember me? The wicker basket and picnic blanket woven into the amphitheatre. We, my hubby and I, cozied up, listened......

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... In the still of the night, spectro-gramming the hot utter of air, filtered by laser strainer- it has become a scale for judgment scaled by tier a black hole of sin in my pocket, a p......

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...The adoring crowd here at Red Rocks amphitheatre awaits. Tonight, like every night, I will go out there and give them my best. They will show their love by means of applause and whistles. When I am o......

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...Flavian Amphitheatre the ultimate Roman colosseum built by Vespasian Dedicated in 80 ce She seated fifty thousand spectators calling for the blood of gladiators possibly watching Christians g......

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...Nothing happens in the place of forever, just The vagaries of the universe with no orderly manners. Let me pause - and I will exist no longer, as much as Insanity does without the tools of tormen......

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...Mind Scape Images stir within the mind Apparitions surreal Subconscious amphitheatre Abyssal concealed Transcending revelations Quantum evaluations Subliminal relations External impl......

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...Who loves those days when the sun is hazed and the seas unruffled with its mirrored glaze showing every ripple and fish that moves in the currents stream swept surface ooze. And the tide on ......

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...A sudden feeling propelled me to go down to Ellanor C. Lawrence Park and walk on top of the old colonial Spring house wall I have been to that place before and walked back and forth on the wall ......

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...'O dreamy night with wandering eyes you could not lie to me; deceive the drifts of snow with crystal glitter... Like tender downs in a midnite hour Not a stirring soul but I in thy a......

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...I live amazed in an amphitheatre, A huge red and white domed tent. Working with actors and jesters, Enduring a perpetual torment. The crazies I know are the clowns, Red nose and a big head o......

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...My park to me was not see-saws nor swings instead, a treasure chest of stranger things. A marble grave, 1891, well kept where 'Tiny', estate owner's dog now slept. The long gone Manor House front......

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...Portree Portree the tiny Capital of Skye A special place for you and me We purchased our rings That would join us together But no idea had I Of your intentions that day As we walked Admirin......

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