Troy Poems - Poems about Troy

Cassandra, you who knew the leaves of time, And traced them in your mind before they fell: A gift perhaps for mortals too sublime, Perhaps a cloak of darkness suits more well. Cassandra, did you wish this thing to be? To reach beyond the veil the future lays? To now and all of time at once to see? To live a life...

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CATULLUS TRANSLATIONS 4 Catullus LXV aka Carmina 65 loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Hortalus, I’m exhausted by relentless grief, and have thus abandoned the learned virgins; nor can my mind, so consumed by malaise, partake of the Muses' mete fruit; for lately the Lethaean flood laves my brother's death-pale foot with its dark waves, where, beyond mortal sight, ghostly Ilium disgorges souls beneath...

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In the golden haze of a summer's eve, Atop a hill, we found our reprieve. Beneath the canvas of a sky ablaze, We watched the sun end its daily craze. Over the lake, its waters calm, Reflecting the sky like a soothing balm. Colors danced, a vibrant ballet, As we sat in silence, no words to say. Nights were ours, a timeless sprawl, Filled...

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It was the Holy Spirit that recently told internet pod-caster You Tube, internet prophet Troy Black. Who's a young married man with five very young children. According to him, his prophecies always come true, but he highly recommends his viewers and his followers--to check things out for themselves. "The Holy Spirit did not say that he would...

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Why insensibly annoy The three-year-old boy With tales about Ancient Troy That does gaiety destroy, When you can his vivacity buoy With some blue-eyed toy Or a much sweetened soy That heightens a child’s joy; Or before him act a decoy Or some crazy song employ About a girl unprofitably coy The Pure Gold, a sweetened soy Tales about Troy, The Alloy....

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In the midst of all the chaos, I think of you and wish I had your support and love. Changing of the season; the leaves fall, and I wish I were that autumn leaf falling into your arms, or perhaps whisked away in the wind to a secret place where we can reunite and love...

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Troy’s head was unusual. Some might say it was cynocephalous. But Darla liked dogs. He had a bad bark, she had been warned. But she was determined. Troy is not obedient, or even house-trained, someone warned her. Someone not so nice. Darla never cared for a compliant, stepford man, or a well-mannered cat. So she walked into his...

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Achilles, The Journey To Troy, (Part Two) of (Part One-titled, Achilles, His Heart and Soul Were Mortal) Achilles, The Journey To Troy Woe! wretched horrors Olympic gods sent that day mighty king suffered, his treasure stolen away, power of Troy against very strongest of Grecian might testing magnificent force of fantastic Spartan fight! Saving proud Greek honor was the summoning call an...

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A thousand ships your face launches Pitting my ship against a fleet of others Snatching my heart, in a morass of mud drugging my haunches Pouring torrents of my tears and fears in front of my brothers Rendering me disconsolate Wondering why I let you in Although it ain’t too late To clean up the savoury scene In which I...

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Coy Troy, oh he was a big boy But he really could annoy He was always single With no girl to mingle Because oh Troy was a big boy...

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Troy fell one night three thousand years ago When Lord Agamemnon led his Achaeans In a thousand black ships across the Aegean To breach its walls and to conquer in the glow From its flames and its fires, ’midst the dead and the dying, ‘Midst the sounds of the crashing and old women crying. Thus famed Ilios...

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Boy From Troy There once was a boy from Troy That Unisys would not employ He said he really didn't care he'd find work elsewhere Now he's working for Henkels and McCoy...

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Troy as a city of darkness has his underlings teaching the ways of wickedness How to treat woman like playthings His enticement of arena games Watch me boys See what I can get away with We're on the night shift In my cloak of playfulness Tickle their feet and watch then giggle As they dangle from a ladder Eye them up longingly for the thrill A medieval...

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Learning disabled, hopelessly unemployed Troy can't write the address for his next interview. Warehouse stock, 331 Tiffany Street, in the Bronx. His girlfriend, Trinity, also unemployed, with one child by Troy. She's more resourceful but doesn't realize it. For one month she worked an evening cashier job until her mother refused to babysit at night. Wants to go out, live her life, too....

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(Anguish) We are gasping at the silence, the strings ceased to vibrate We are lost, we are lost In the emptiness we have flashes, and then your there within us again for just a sliver of time Your absolute joy of amazing rhythm still lives on breathing new life in memory (Celebration) In the thousand sighs of...

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