Jonzo Bandwagoner Poems
|41.||Never Grow Old||1/30/2007|
|43.||Berry Of Blue||10/7/2006|
|46.||Drama Of The Theater||7/3/2006|
|47.||Nonsense, Or Perhaps A Wonderful Despair||7/4/2006|
|48.||From The Journal Of A Polish Immigrant,1901||3/20/2007|
|50.||Ms. Homecoming Queen||10/7/2006|
|51.||I Need A Dictionary||10/7/2006|
|52.||Wanderers In A Dream||6/5/2006|
|53.||(i.E. A Sudden, Stark Outburst)||11/15/2007|
|54.||The Ballad Of Sparta||6/8/2006|
The Ballad Of Sparta
Men of old in shining armor,
Brand their swords and ride like thunder,
Cities quake; behold their tremor!
Xerxes turns toward Greece.
Men and women and starving children,
Run like fire and ne’er turn back,
Cities burn; behold their splendor!
Xerxes gives the word.
At his word those men in armor,
Take their torches, flaming archers,
Cities fall; behold their grandeur!
Falls in fire and stone.
Men of Greece in flight and flounder,
Who will stand for home and country?
Cities drop; behold their outpour!
Of men and cattle ...
Wanderers In A Dream
O afar, beneath this gray coloured day,
Hangs a ribbon of darkness, shadowed fiend,
Despite the attempts, I admittedly say,
All reproves seem endless.
Remorse, we are all wanderers,
Stuck in a world of shadows and fear,
I stand back and observe this shadowed plight,
Hope is again shattered.