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Horatio Poems - Poems about Horatio


THUS SAID HORATIO
There is a fair measure in things there is a middle ground in everything there must be order even in the mess est modus in rebus...

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Categories: horatio, allusion, analogy, perspective, truth,
Form: Epigram
Lord Horatio Nelson
Did Nelson give one scintilla about France’s silly flotilla? No! Nor was he bashful at court, though of the quite gaseous sort, as his farts smelled of vanilla....

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Categories: horatio, history, humorous,
Form: Quintilla



No - I Am Not Prince Hamlet, Nor Was Meant To Be
Pray, my lord, says the priest. ‘Tis sweet balm for the soul, and he, he sees yours- Lord, I hope not- you think. ‘O! there are spirits of the air!’ a poet will write centuries after they give you your soldier’s burial so when you turn to gaze into the face of the Holy Father you know it to be true know...

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Categories: horatio, death, murder, remember,
Form: Free verse
Horatio
With his heat protective suit And his cape of perfect red He had his yellow helmet Fastened securely on his head He felt like the superhero That he really truly was But it didn’t always go to plan And this was because… No one would believe him When he spun inside his wheel That by night he would escape And it all became quite real The other...

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Categories: horatio, animal,
Form: I do not know?
Tribute To Horatio Nelson
Thou great son of the land! Salute! Salute!! We Salute thee!!! An unwavering patriot, undaunted mountain. British admiral and nava hero. Toulon submitted to thy naval prowess. At Calvi,thy right eye was obliterated,thou was not shaken. Thy prominient role led to victories off Cape Saint Vincent,the nile battle; great conqueror,Napoleon Advanced not cos of thy heroic strikes. With amputated left hand,thou took on...

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Categories: horatio, tribute
Form: Elegy



Cock Robin and Horatio
Pray sit a while, while I relate this christmas tale for you, as told to me by a dear dear friend, (I believe it almost true!) Imagine, by a cottage wall, a snowman stands, forlorn, made by busy childlike hands, early that very morn, Alighting on a nearby tree, my friend Cock Robin came, he knew he had been there...

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Categories: horatio, fantasy, children, funnychristmas, old,
Form: Narrative
Imperfect Horatio
spiral darker deeper down ever starker viral rounds sing out somber, to the seas of tears of floods, uprooted trees, the flotsam the jetsam the waste and ennui barred walls of this cyclonic me this caged vortex of the...

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Categories: horatio, loss
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things