Short Alexandria Poems

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Alexandria

City built on Sin City of Light City that never forgets --- never can forget --- Walls are meant to Defend But where are the Guards?


Who I Am

Christy
Honest, Blunt, Real, Nobody
John, Linda, James, Alexandria
Laughs, Cries, Screams
The Dark, Snakes, Wasps
Russia, Ireland, Love
Oklahoma
Teas
Form: Bio

Lighthouse of Alexandria

They saw its light far out to sea;
An earthquake brought it down.
I wonder what the sailors did -
I hope they didn’t drown.

Lighthouse of Alexandria for PD’s Seven Wonders of the Ancient World contest
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The Burning of Alexandria

Bright celestial bulbs over circuit,
All the men and women woven in ink,
Bestowing light upon the library—

Shatters into sharp, blazing shards,
Grimly hunching like half-melted ice—
Forgotten, like a dusty grave.
Form: Verse

Alexandria

Already 2 years old
Your getting so big and learning so much
Many memories I will never forget
Watching you learn to crawl and walk
Hearing you say "mama" and "dada"
Sweet and adorable, yet at times...
Very stubborn and difficult.
But in mommy's eyes you're perfect.


Wonders In History 1

Great Pyramid Of Giza
 Hanging Gardens Of Babylon
Temple Of Artemis
 Statue Of Zeus At Olympia
Mausoleum At Halicanassus
 Colossus Of Rhodes
Lighthouse Of Alexandria

Author;Free Software Foundation
Compiled by;chipepo lwele

PS;The reminder of the 7 Wonders Of
     The Ancient World.
Form: Narrative

Alexandria, Egypt

I had a lekker time in Egypt
even though I didn’t visit a crypt

I drank, smoked, had fun with friends
later back on board someone stole my tens

still had fun on the last night there
and the cab ride was quite a scare

that was one of the ports I have seen
as a young sailor at age nineteen
Form: Couplet

Premium Member As I Walk V

As I Walk in winters cold
children seek warmth
amid parental windbreaks
disrupted by winters harshness
school buses arriving late
as for the sighs I hear
maybe it's just the wind
or if possible
the sound of my heartache

Daniel, Christina, Christopher, Alexandria 
I love and miss you all.

Premium Member What In a Name

la folle of chaos I was called as my mother told me me I was catherine of Alexandria
what do I know of history as learning every day what tomorrow will bring
and if a horse I'll be Catherine the great ruining your life with my plunder
as enlightened with a vision i am selfish to trot the planets of my dreams

I Am the Wind

I am the wind
That blows through your hair
I fly with the trees
I float in the air

I'm high with the clouds
In the blue sky
I wave through the birds 
That pass me by

With my dreams by my side
My soul in my heart
I am the wind
I will never depart




Hello everyone. Unlike most of my poems this one was not written by me alone. It was also written by one of my best friend Alexandria.
Form: Imagism

My Secret

I got a secret, I ain't supposed to tell, but a secret is made to be told, so what the 
h_ll.  See I heard through the grapevine (when I was pressing some fresh wine)
that Sandra Hudson/Alexandria is brewin' a pot, of delicious witch stew...I know 
how we all love that, both me and you...so lets petition her earnestly to 
pass 'round that big pot, and in honor of Holloween, share what you got!!
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Burlesque

Premium Member Seven Footles of the Ancient World

Great Pyramid of Giza
     it's old
     I'm told

Hanging Gardens of Babylon
     divine
     grape vine

Statue of Zeus at Olympia
     god king
     stirring

Temple of Artemis at Ephesus
     god mom
     the bomb

Mausoleum at Halicarnassus
     big tomb
     much room 

Colossus of Rhodes
     big man
     bronze tan

Lighthouse of Alexandria 
     took dunk
     went plunk
Form: Footle

O pretty girls

Lucille, Myriam, Marguerite,
Know, I am not looking for an angel, 
Ludivine, Cécile, Catherine,
Françoise, Julie, Jacqueline,

Gaëlle, Sylvie, Antoinette,
Margot, Béatrice, Paulette,
Would you go to Italy, my angels,

Manon, Sophie, O pretty girls,
Irène, Suzanne, or Stéphanie,
Alexandria, Alexandra, Mélanie,
Judith, Pauline, Clara, Morgane,
Is it the intoxication of Monbazillac?
Know, I am not looking for an angel.
Form: Rondeau

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