Best Rome Poems

My dearest Claudia, 

     For eighteen months, I've been at this Jerusalem outpost.
     "Tis you and young Julius that I miss the most.
     This wasn't the adventure I set out to seek-
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How are things in Rome, my love, the Rome we knew so long ago?
Do the crystal waters in the Fountain of Trevi still gently flow?
Does the coin we tossed in there yet shine? I'd really like to know,
Or like the love of our feckless youth,...

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All Roads lead to Rome

There is a well known saying
That all roads lead to Rome
But I don't take it literally
Because my road leads me home...

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passion and grapes
elixir of lots
     life mingled
     with venom

     power and youth
brush fire fingers

     flickering
          burning
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When all roads lead to Rome,
It is hard to get home.

When all roads lead to Rome,
We become accident prone.

When all roads lead to Rome,
Our minds are no longer free to roam....

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The bombers began to bleed
their heavy tears of death
from 20,000 feet above the breathless battlefield, 
B-17 Flying Fortress formations
moving with apocalyptic aplomb
the shadows of high metal crosses by the hundreds
rippling along the rugged roman earth
bringing a crescending growl and the blind bomb,
defenders of the Gustav...

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There was once an old lady in Rome
Who never talked on a phone
She preferred to write letters 
And that to her never matters
That she was living alone...

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Yet at this very moment the cathedral was crumbling
down upon the cries of foresaken refugees, 
the monastery's walls wobbling from war's wreckage, 
and as the black bursts billowed into sun drenched brutality
with the bodies of abandoned country folk
crushed in the rubble of new era ruins
Krout...

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There once was a man from Rome

who's head was shinny like chrome

gave the world spiritual hope

was given the title of Pope

now he wears a hat like that of a gnome...

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She wanted a great big brand new house, among brand new other things,
and just to marry and be my spouse, she wanted great big diamond rings,
So I knew what she was about, when she wanted so much bling,
it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure...

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Have you had a dinner overlooking Rome?
A quiet, garden setting, where you two are alone?

Darkened bushes, candlelit table, with tiny lights all aglow,
romanticize the setting, as we all know.
 
Start with a glass of a fine red wine,
aged just right, and sweet as the vine.

A...

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Tea in the afternoon with his wife of many years is usually peaceful, Hubert thinks before he makes his announcement. Then he says it. 

"I'm going upstairs," Hubert tells Ruth as he hoists himself out of his old recliner, "and if I don't ever come...

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The legion march quickly north, 
armed with glaudius , pila, and, scutum.
Prefect Claudius Flavius was in command of the First Cohort.
Vanguard in the lead, flankers to the sides, rear guard looking behind.
They marched steady and strong under a blazing hot sun.
Each man weighed down with...

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socratese,plato
philosopher's of ancients
pre-religious ruse...

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Musee

See where it burns in Titian's brush
subsides along the cool Aegean stone,
or twists in the fist-faces of Rome,
our only mystery--flesh.

There, uncertainty ends, or does it merely pause?
The surgeon's knife reveals a shadow
no surface contains, our laws
are not what we do or vow.

Yet surface is all,...

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