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• On line dream
  by David Roman

  lips will warm your soul

  Cyber comfort!

• Immersion
  by Silvia Manuela

  Pristine waves / tempt my skin, / I yearn for the moment / to give birth to a better world, / to soften the ravages / *on distant sh…

  Inspired by the image Aqua / from the portfolio of Anne Staub

• Sandalwood
  by David Roman

  What witchery is this magic you have captured me with !

  A walk in the woods with an enchanting woman

• Talk of love
  by David Roman

  But let one person talk of sex and eyeballs start to roll

  A look at us and where we stand !

• Fire in her Eyes
  by David Roman

  She was a two fisted fighter with a blood in her eyes and fire coming out her nose.

  A story about a little lady with fire in her eyes and ready to spill blood!

• Hello Such a small thing to give!
  by David Roman

  “The most they said was go back home your not wanted here!”

  How a hello turns to hope!

• where have you gone!
  by David Roman

  Where have you gone my little dove?

  A Poem about a missing love.

• Prayer for a Victim
  by David Roman

  Oh lord can you hear my prayer as I lie here in this bed.

  A tale about a woman’s prayer for help!

• Word to the wise 2
  by David Roman

  Someone’s decided to make a plan to destroy our nice blue planet!

  time to look for the problem to our problem!

• Morning Swim
  by David Roman

  His body’s built like a God but it moves this isn’t marble

  Woman watches early morning swimmer.

• *Blacklist*
  by Chris White

  Sheep nailed to the wall/Blood draining in to cups

  The fist brings love, and it is sweet like God’ s lollybag. Stop reading the fucking description as if I’m going to explain stuff here you should figure out for your self.

• Mystical World of Mithraism
  by kseriphyn

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  References resourced for this article opinion / Wikipedia / About.com / 1911Encyclopedia / Religious facts

• Cried Out
  by David Roman

  Five tears for hope!

• Dreaming
  by David Roman

  I watched you as a wee small child and even changed you diapers!

  Romancing Daddy’s friend!

• My Baby
  by David Roman

  My baby done left me tonight and took my best car!

  Country Tale of love!

• My Feet
  by David Roman

  What’s with this family its like they have no class or is it just the money?

  Things taken for granted !

• Music to my eyes
  by David Roman

  Her hour glass figure in movement to a tune only she knows.

  Summer in Central Park.

• Pearls and Silk
  by David Roman

  I worried over this all week long was this the thing for her

  A pome to share with your lover!

• Dark Roads
  by David Roman

  So as I hang up that telephone and I can still hear your tear drops falling baby

• Field of Honor
  by David Roman

  They said just go out and shoot someone and I do as I was told.

  A boys last thoughts on his reason for being at war.

• Charites
  by anaisnais

  Gratiae – the three graces, mythology of greeks. / Considered daughters of Zeus and Eurynome / and yet said of Dionysus and Aphrodite, / or …

• Sandals of the Nazarene Chapter VII
  by Thomas Josiah Chappelle

  In any annals of the Greek and Romans which I have studied, there is no one , not even Plato, Aristotle, that spoke like the Nazarene of …

  Chapter Seven of the countinuing story Sandals of the Nazarene

• Sonnet: Eternal Sparrow
  by Ingrid Collins

  “She loved him more than her own eyes,” quoth he, / “For he was gentle.” Furthermore he told / Of their affection pure that held the key / T…

  I love the challenge and the discipline of form poems and the Sonnet, Shakesperian form, I find particularly satisfying to attempt. Iambic pentameter allows me to pack quite a lot of thoughts into the lines and gives some leeway when it comes to arranging the rhymes. The final couplet as summary of the sonnet’s message are never easy and this was no exception. I was inspired to write this because of the irony it contains. Catullus was passionately in love with a legendary Roman beauty of a noble house who, with her brother, was quite psychopathic – even by ancient Roman political standards. The poet was blind to her faults and extolled her beauty but she showed no tenderness towards him. The only living thing she loved was her pet sparrow. When the bird died she was devastated, prompting Catullus to write a poem which began “Passer mortuus est meae puellae. Passer deliciae meae puellae, quam plus il’occulis suis amabat, nam mellitus erat – suamque norat ipsam tam bene quam puella matrem” (I’m sure there must be spelling mistakes in there, but hopefully no ancient Romans are reading this piece!) Translated it says, “My girl’s sparrow is dead. The sparrow of my delicious girl, whom she loved more than her own eyes, for he was sweet – and he knew her better than the girl knew her own mother.” I marvel at the process of creating works of art, especially when the artist is drivien by passion (in Catullus’ case, unrequited love). If the theme can transcend time and cultures and appeal to everyone’s human experience, then the dimension of time collapses and we can touch the moment when the poem was written.

• Translation from a Latin poem.
  by Ingrid Collins

  Now, from beneath a rock, the sound / Of a swiftly flowing river, / Tributary of Lethe, ever / Bringing sweet forgetfulness / In dreams. Obl…

  I wrote this when I was sixteen, nearly fifty years ago. I have always loved the magic of poetry and I was thrilled to translate this ancient piece of writing from the original by a Roman poet – something I couldn’t do these days! We had a marvellous teacher called Miss Adamson who inspired us and brought a dead language to life. She inspired in us a passion for Latin and an appreciation of Roman culture and civilisation.