Ancient

Heritage, Historical, History, Places, Poetry

Roman Wall & Sheep_PaintingAncient

Ancient

by B.F. Kirkham

Salford, 20th October 2016

 

Among the Modern tower blocks

and chic café quarters

the old bricks tell tales

of the city history

 

Listen very carefully,

and beyond the sounds

of modern cars

different wheels are turning

 

Steam whistles pipe

as the engine wheels turn

and locos roll on

like it was yesterday

 

Aircraft await

their signal to move

ready to go

with a simple jump

 

Whilst across the road

Legions Amass by Roman Bricks

Preparing to March

Down Liverpool Road

 

And Young Glass buildings

Smile in the night

Breaking the silence with juvenile quips

“Hey Grandad….You’re Ancient!”

Unfinished

Exhibit, Exhibits, Exploration, Greece, Heritage, Historical, History, Monuments, Museum, Museums, Poetry

Unfinished

During the sackings of Rome and Greece

The builders fled the construction site

Leaving the temple and markets to birds

As angry protesters had their words

The wreckage that built up was left in the sand

till one day a man from museum had plans

to recover the buildings located by sea

and learn of the heritage of the site for free

Roman Wall – Mamucium

Art, Historical, History, Places, Poetry

Manchester, 26th July 2016

In honour of the Roman Wall at Manchester’s Castlefield I wrote this brief little ditty.

Pulled it out of the leaves of Notebook 1 so I can share it with you all

(Artwork created by me – using Corel Painter)

Manchesters Roman Wall - An apt subject for an Impressionist Painting.

Ave! My friend.

 and welcome!, sit down.

 rest, as you enter this garrison town.

 You have reached Mamucium

 or “Castle-in-the-field”

 it’s a place, where we Romans

 don’t often yield.

 We fight with the Pilum

 and fight with the sword

 defending our lands

 from the blue pictish hordes

 We have a great legion

 five hundred men strong

 to service the need of

 the wall, that’s quite long

 And we’ll go off to Deva

 to have fun for the night

 arriving to watch

 the gladiators fight.

In the city

Cities

City

A tale of the city I live in…enjoy

It started as an outpost

a place so far from Rome

people soon put down roots

and began to call it home

 

Waters ran from rivers to well

and before the flush toilet – O what a smell!

Horse and Cart instead of the car

brought goods round from near and far

 

Inventors improved things – bringing light to the night

burning a gas that burned bright white

Theories exchanged – via great schools of thought

as on the dockside , commodities were bought

 

But as things changed – so did life

Entertainment phased out trouble and strife

Theatres and Football if you were in to sport

as visitors came visiting this brand new port

 

Museum’s taught the tales of the place

and seeing the objects – they thought they were ace

learning about engines, tractors and trains

that went over rails crossing valleys and plains

 

But still city grows as the minute hand moves

as new companies settle and start a new groove

As water still passes down canal it does go

passengers visit on boats as it flows.