Short Augustus Poems

Siblings Gwen&Augustus
about whom the art world made a fuss
She the mistress of Rodin
he bohemian who did not fit in...

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No longer down,
To the ground,
Should you look.
Raise your head again;
Walk real proud,
Not pridefully so.
Own your confidence....

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Church organist, Augustus Bell is dead
In life he pulled out all the stops it's said.

Bite Size Poem No 22 Poetry Contest
Sponsor : Line Gauthier...

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Augustus was on his way to conquer her people
powerful Nubian Queen Amanirenas
launched her own surprise attack on the Romans
lead army of thirty thousand
conquered three Roman Cities...

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A rare November day,
sunny and warm
with a brilliant blue sky
visible thorough suddenly bare limbs.
Brown leaves crunch,
laying the bed for winter.
Oak lasts longest.


DWR
November MMIX
revised Augustus
MMXIV...

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You may conquer
on horseback
but to rule
must dismount
Pandora
lies waiting
new blood
for the fount

Napoleon
Attila
Augustus
afield
The vanquished
in chaos
till order
—congeals

(Dreamsleep: October, 2023)...

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In time my senses came to terms 
With such medieval justice,
And found the hole they cast me in 
Accustomed to my taste.
I’d made myself a tidy home, 
Proclaimed myself Augustus.
Content within my realm of stone,  
All memories erased....

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This world an
  illusion

All faith to
  forbear

A friend of mine
  struggles

Whose spirit I
  share

I feel him inside
  me

He calls out my
  name

His friendship a
  blessing

Augustus,
—I pray

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)...

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August our  sweltering month number 8
Named for Augustus Caesar, a god, but wait!
July already praised Julius Caesar, my heaven
Thus month number 5 became month number 7
Poor October who should be month number 8
Became month number 10, such a sad fate...

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Ideas
are at
times hard to
capture into
one good piece that will
be appreciated.
It is a constant struggle
to please yourself, yet please someone
who would buy what you write. It's like your
soul and spirit takes a negative hit.



by:Brandee Augustus...

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Brandee
Writer, loving, sister, friend
Daughter of Hylar and Gladstone
Lover of Jesus, family, and good food
Who feels hope, stress, and blessed
Who fears, zero, zip, and zilch
Who would like to see the Statue of Liberty
Resident of Tucker, Georgia
Augustus...

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Today -
They are enjoying whilst living high on the hog 
in the rain of black money, silvers and gold coins.
Oh! Poor souls, don't you all know that 

after death -

the rain of black money will
convert into the rain of fire.

Moral - Be honest in Christ. 

- Augustus Black
Date - 7th June 2016...

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Where else could Augustus Toplady shelter from spiritual storm
          But in the Rock of Ages?
And what else could the burden of sin imply
          But woe and death its wages?


Nothing in his hands had he,
And not all of their labors were enough,
The cross was all he could see
When the waters were stirred rough;
And he saw the Calvary tree
When storms and tempests proved tough!...

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No
One or no other 

Place can
Reach into your heart as a writer and take you seriously.
Expressing yourself through poetry can
Sometimes be
Seen as not being a real writer or "too artistic."
Understanding fellow poets giving you critique as well as praise
Reminds you of how much you love poetry and you can 
Except that the written word can be a prosperous future for you.



written: 01/09/2012
written by: Brandee Augustus...

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What a beautiful coin that is something to behold!
Its contents are nearly one troy ounce of gold.
Today, these coins are expensive and hard to find.
Artist Augustus St.Gaudens fashioned the design.
On the front, Liberty holds a torch before a rising sun.
On the back, an eagle flies above another one.
It has a face value of twenty dollars; the most back then.
The mint will never make anymore of these pieces again.
...

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He was magnificent and Augustus
came from the multiplicity of ages
today's light, I actually appreciate
glowing ancient infant

              II
Made of carbon and poetry,
substrate, substantive rhyme
Lazio flower, and gemstone
symbiosis of pain and magic...

               III

Dying of sane intelligence
portal of shadow and agony,
Semi-trapped sparkle

                IV

Impetuous undammed river
suppressed vortex vitality
that the estuary of life declines......

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Helen’s in love with Augustus!
The poor girl has got it real bad!
In between ev’ry sneeze,
She goes weak at the knees …
He’s the biggest pash she’s ever had!

She’s beginning to dream of their future!
She’s never felt like this before.
She sees them together,
In bright sunny weather,
Cavorting in fields hand in paw (?)


Yes, Helen’s in love with Augustus,
But I fear she’ll be left on the shelf:
Because since I got wind
Of this sordid affaire …
I quite fancy that pussy myself!!...

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