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Dedicated to the Poet Destroyer, Linda this ones for you my sister write. CHERYL
An earthen gray memorial stands alone against A rugged desert landscape, built by the mortal Hands of the faithful. No bells do ring, in the churches steeple, but in the Heart of Texas it's sounding message can never Be silenced, remember the Alamo. For the fighting men of valor's honors sacrificed, All for liberation's call to freedom. Listen to their whispering voices, traveling Across the tangle weed dunes, and harken unto Them, never to surrender even after death, do They fight for country, hearth, and home. These pioneer men whom built this nation's Backbone, carved it out, with steeled bowie knife Sharpened edge, and musket balls powder's flash. Gathered here, for one last hurrah’s gallant stand off, To the victor's gaining everlasting immortality. Gallantry’s brave, shed their dearest blood, sacrificing Giving everything they had, including life itself. Cannon thunder bolts roar, as lightening rods raw force Striking against mortars harden walls, yet the Spirits of bravery strong, did not yield, or raise The white shield of surrender. Keep thy black powder dry, lift your rifles high, But don't fire men, until you see the whites of Your enemies eyes. Under the hailing of gunfire’s smoke, did hells Storm rage, both sides dying for their country's Beliefs right or wrong. Death's battlefield littered with fragments deceased, A graveyard left unattended, wars unfortunate Fallen, became salvation’s tribute to behold, in the distance A tattered flag, still waves in the winds of freedom. Bricks of defense, shattered as if made of glass, Debris spewing outwards, towards martyred legacy's Champions, killing many before they hit the ground, Receiving remains of the valiant dead. Oh in the heaven's trumpets did herald, these Courageous souls, welcoming honored soldiers, home wards Unto God's boundless country, for these explorers To discover the horizon's endless divides beyond. Prisoners living, taken by horse and rider were forced To bow, beneath a foreign banners alien flag. Yet even than their American hearts didn't waiver, Until the swords steel severed life, from the fleshes beating Drumming from within. But the last warrior yelled a rebels battle cry, And as he fell with his last dying breath, Yelled out, Remember the Alamo!! BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 5/16/2014 8:05:00 PM
Bold words here. I have been to Texas - do you liver there? Keep 'em coming Peace &Love Matthew Anish
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Date: 5/9/2014 8:44:00 AM
Beautiful and fuming with patriotism.I could sense the bravery in these stalwart men. I'm always in awe of your epic poetry. Thanks for the comment on my worlds a stage.
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Date: 5/9/2014 8:10:00 AM
Cheri, This is a fitting tribute to a hellish scene. It puts me in the midst of battle. Of knowing I will die, but fighting on nonetheless. Beautiful work! Hugs;) Sam
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Date: 5/9/2014 1:35:00 AM
Beautiful I like this very much
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Date: 5/8/2014 10:52:00 AM
BEAUTIFUL !
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Date: 5/8/2014 8:06:00 AM
You have Wowed me with this one my friend. Great write and very informative to.
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Date: 5/7/2014 10:54:00 PM
Hello, My darling Cheryl.... Welcome to the Alamo... I love love love this poem so much. It spoke to me. It's like touching the walls all over again. The feeling's amazing, and endless. I will print this poem, and share it with my dad. Oh my... You are by far my favorite poet so far... besides Leonora, I have lots of your poems, on my favorite list... LOL... I can't help it. "" Remember the Alamo!! "" forever loyal... Linda
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Date: 5/7/2014 10:57:00 PM
This mothers day, we have a weekend planed in San Antonio Texas, I will take my father who's birthday falls on mother's day this year, and my granddaughter who's birthday falls on mothers day as well... One way to the RIVER WALK... I think, it will mark my 10th visit . and yes, I leave my signature every time I stop by... Love Linda
Date: 5/7/2014 12:11:00 PM
- Cherl, you're really good at these "history" poems - informative - exciting and a pleasure to read. - Maybe you also write Short Stories (?) - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 5/6/2014 11:53:00 PM
Bravo I love this poem.. I just happened to be at the ALAMO couple weeks ago... what a history lesson.. which I love... and this poem speaks of the lesson learned ... Blessings to you... love this poem Brooke
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Date: 5/6/2014 11:40:00 PM
So finally I got to read the poem I was waiting for. Haha ;) Well, Cheri, I bet this is historical in nature. I'm not very familiar with certain events. I may not have brushed up on them in school but what I can say is that I felt that I was taken back in time, my eyes can see a silent film on monochrome and there was a war. I read similar accounts from my granddad from the 2nd world war and I'm glad that I was born in an age when peacetalks are the first step to reconcile parties. Great read!
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