The Ides of March
Ah, yes, “Beware the Ides of March”
Both then and now
Perhaps as it’s always been
March Madness
Driving men to do strange things
Stabbing a trusting Friend
Rex tweeted back to obscurity
NCAA team heads back home to Virginia
Like Confederate Soldiers
Weary and worn /swallowing defeat
Like a cannon ball in the throat
Others cheering victory
Only to join the home-going
The next round
Fans glued to their TV sets
Like a million flies
Trapped in the gooey
Dangling flypaper
The madness swallows them all but one
A climax of euphoria
Well-earned // or well-stolen
It matters not
Trophy tatters of net
Pocketed to remember
Those fifteen minutes of fame
Now with oncoming Spring
Stabbed in the back
By the never dying winter’s snow
March marches on its fateful journey.
It was quoted before
But I’ll quote it again…
“Beware the Ides of March!!”
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This is such a cool poem! I totally expected a romanesque poem, but this was even better. I like your style.
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Thank you very much!!
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