Gaius Julius Caesar
was not a real people pleaser
he tried to set himself up as a monarch
but never made it past the Ides of March
Spent Treasure
Julius Caesar desired Brittania
not its tin for soldiers weaponry
but for an island strung with pearls
the rarest and most prized of gems
he would face the channel storms
Caesar’s lust for jewels and gold
with captives sent to plunder banks
shuck icy rivers’ mussel stores
and freeze for gods of vanity
to secure the emperor's fame
a cuirass made of British pearls
he laid on Venus Genetrix
ancestor of the Julian line
holy mother of the Roman state
could tempt a queen into his bed
reserved for the nobility alone
set within crown jewels to come
adornment for Elizabethan gowns
protected now so few remain
it’s rare to find a pearl or humble shell.
sooth said to Caesar
sire beware the Ides of March-
assassins martyr'd
Julius Caesar
Cleopatra loved when he squeezed her
He gave us July as a souvenir
And it was he who gave us the leap year!
Caesar loved the ladies a ton
With many a damsel he had lots of fun
He made himself ruler forever
Maybe that was not too clever
Brutus, who killed him, may have been his son!
In the ides of March his rule came to an end
As he was killed by those he thought were friends
Sometimes it's hard to know your foes
But who needs enemies with friends like those
8-27-19
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QUOTATION
And since you know you cannot see yourself,
so well as by reflection, I, your glass,
will modestly discover to yourself,
that of yourself which you yet know not of. Julius Caesar Act 1
MY POETIC VERSION : …………
As you cannot see what I see
Just like a mirror I will reflect to thee
I will be your mentor and your guide
Taking your hand crossing the thinking tide
I can see hope where failure meets your eyes
Can see the truth behind meaningful lies
The other side of you is in my sight
I offer you the chance to put things right
Fearless i will shout your name
Be your advisor in this living game
Will tell u what to do and when to say
I am your thinking mind this day
Your heart rules your head it must not so
Think which way you wish to go
Is it greatness you want, then you can find
I will be the thoughts in your mind
Penned May 10th 2014
Oh, Caesar, though our touch is lost in time:
Weeks, passing years, and years long eons, passed,
I still can hear and feel in learnéd rhyme
Your essence. Like some bee which has amassed
Sweets of the digitalis and the rose,
So have you much amassed in glory’s sack.
Yet just as power strengthens, so greed grows
And weighs much heavy burdens on the back!
Oh, Caesar, stricken soul who now weeps on
The fallen ashes of your flaming lands
Who roamed into the gold of Egypt’s sun
The spirit who travailed on its sands,
It looks as if the boon of glory’s womb
Had come to stow the image of your tomb
© 2014 Gleb Zavlanov
Julius Caesar,
Had a few seizures.
Great leader of the Roman Empire,
On the Ides of March he expired.
6/18/13
I will pave the farthest road,
see my likeness known in marble and gold.
Is it power, is it greatness I pursue?
Yes, it's destined, it makes sense,
that I should come to prominence,
Oh, world, Caesar comes for you!
I will not fade, spread across Pompey's gates,
what would Cicero know of what is great?
I can say,
alea iacta est, Rome will see her day.
Damn winter, autumn, by spring,
you'll see city columns rising.
And the aquaducts will flood with the blood,
of any still defying!
May the Gods stand behind my scabbard,
may the Gauls all scuttle and scatter.
I'll not retreat, or sit on my laurel wreath,
alea iacta est!
A thousand legions strong,
scouting regions far beyond,
marching on,
alea iacta est, Rome will see her day.
A thousand legions strong,
from Athena's Parthenon,
marching on,
alea iacta est, Rome will see her day.
I shall go, I shall see, I shall conquer,
I am servent to this life no longer.
Let the world heed these words,
and be ready to feature,
Gaius Julius Caesar!
Yes,
The die is cast,
It's mine, this at last,
alea iacta est,
Rome, will, see, her, day!