Appian Poems - Poems about Appian

...all roads lead to rome they used to say i contemplate the roads I travel the milestones of oneness the monuments of memories i find they lead not to a city in italy but to our home walkin......

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...The Rustic Crusts of Manna Davie J Walker I am the one who stripped the Sponsor from my jersey And the number meaning nothing But an identity recorded in a dry book Making me invisibl......

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...Joplin was to Southern Comfort, what Hendrix was to smack Morrison was to masquerade, what Dylan never lacks Woodstock was to 69,’ what music was to rhyme Saigon was to those who stayed, wha......

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...(By ancient Christian tradition, there is a point on the Appian Way where Saint Peter, escaping from a Roman prison, met Jesus - and realised that he had to return and face martyrdom.) These ......

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...(The Appian Way was the main highway leading south from ancient Rome. It still exists today, and is a beautiful stretch of peaceful, traffic-free road, surrounded by Roman tombs and umbrella p......

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...Rolling beyond the oblivion Reaching over the horizon Mile upon mile of paved way Sees me drive off and away The wheels spin tirelessly around Allowing me to glide over the open lands Across ......

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...i stood over looking the general view of the bath of caracalla evading sudatorium seduction the church of st. cesarea in palatio captured my thoughts rather quickly i entered sarcphagus of luciu......

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...venice seemed a bit moving today i'd wondered over genova's coast hardly a peek over masone's entrance father was beneath himself filled with bitter rage it appeared my fetish for clark's tro......

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...I must have marched the Appian Way in triumph, for I hear the drums again, and I am called by stouter hearts to march among the men who make their peace with death and breathe it in the fight, as se......

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...My thoughts reflect upon the hour glass, and knowing with the bottom mostly full and darkness closer by, the thing I was supposed to do is undefined, retreating in the now descending dusk, a most sar......

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...My Roman Ruins you are my rome, all roads lead home to you the ruins of my destruction on the rounding patchy earthen grounds strown with stiff marble columns that have long ago cracked a......

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...my roman ruins you are my rome, all roads lead home to you the ruins of my destruction on the rounding patchy earthen grounds strewn with stiff marble columns that have long ago cracked a......

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