#idesofmarch
Today is like any other day,
However,
Don't plan any trips to the Senate,
Stay off of stairs and away
From people named
Cassius or Brutus.
Wifes are dreamy, so listen and look.
Knives are for cutting, not stabbing.
Should a soothsayer
Warn,
Beware the Ides of March,
Don't leave without an explanation.
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 1:14 PM UTC
Beware the highs of March,
You've forty-eight hours.
Sliante!
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 1:25 PM UTC
“...You’re either going
to watch as a spectator,
or you’re going to march
as a Game Changer...”
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 3:17 AM UTC
The sales caught me off guard with early cries of St. Patrick's Day, kick me.
(sonnet #MMMMMMMDCCLXXIV)
Lo, sparrows gaily chatter as I thence
Pass by the entry, and whiles rain t'avail
Is like some fragile yet persistent, hale
Sweet kiss that drives ole Winter's Death from hence
And rouses buds to pierce 'gain through those dense
Leaf mats knit months before and spread to scale
Across the sleeping flowrs last April'd hail
The world with once upon a time, ah whence?
I yearn to wander oer these wastes in tour,
If that I might now listen to the dew,
Hear all the little scurrying which'd bestir
As yellowed grasses shift to what? anew.
It is the Ides of March, the knife as twere
'Non twisting in dear Caesar's back from who?
15Mar19a
Mar 15, 2019
Mar 15, 2019 at 11:13 PM UTC