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Texian Macabre Arena

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Texian Macabre Arena

The First Texian Macabre Arena Ballad (The extended free-fallen edition)
In another life, is where I first saw your face!
One summer afternoon, lying wounded next to the dead
Unopened gun powder, mass destruction, a land of disgrace
A blood thirst battlefield is where I first saw your face
The sound of war, hidden behind bleeding hands
Crawlers, render their lives giving grace
Jaws of steel, broken, embracing, warm feelings
Summer rain, lungs filled with blood, one last post
Glorious by numbers, screaming blades
Gemstone in touch with the Holy Ghost  
Soldiers come in a little close 
Crawling, missing limbs, 
Twisted nightmare with no ending

Macabre reminder, retracing the aroma of eternal life
Secrets buried like a treasure under walls of sudden death
Revolutionary tears found on a rusted Bowie knife
Lanterns, crackling against the dying wind
Dirt piles of crushed windpipes -- sudden death
Rummage like garbage, the dead Texian
A Falling Alamo Star, taking one last twinkle upon the sky

Forgotten Patriots, I can't remember the names
Written on walls, I can't remember the names
A folktale arena is where I first saw your face
Fairness of stuttered surrender slicing through iron brace
Crawling, with the hunger to live, a clean finish with grace
Exposing, scars needing mother's hands, mothers face

Across infested meadows, the aroma of burning skin
Distant, before Texas and her annexation, 
Gruesome, before I lived, Texas and her mortal sin
I pledge, my love, the honor, a legion, I'm a full blown Texian
To Every Forgotten Texian Patriot----- We Win!

By: PD

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 2/27/2016 3:35:00 PM
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Date: 10/31/2015 7:16:00 AM
Reading a couple of your poems PD. Very powerful. Lived in Houston when I was 7 for a few months. Very interesting history. Enjoyed the read.
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Date: 9/16/2015 8:25:00 PM
Dear Linda Rock on remember the ALAMO, MY texan sister of the state that should never be walked upon, let it's flags colors never fade away, bravo, cheri
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Date: 6/20/2015 11:59:00 PM
Excuse me, but friggin wow! I have never smelled, heard, experienced others horrific yet glorifying demise quite like this before. What a wondrous poem :), jill
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Date: 9/9/2014 6:32:00 PM
don't forget the Alamo...
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Date: 6/22/2014 2:19:00 PM
An expressive write with stunning imagery; this ballad could easily be made into a film / documentary (it already is in my mind). I will now read it again to savour the full beauty of it! // paul
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Date: 5/29/2014 7:58:00 PM
Texas has an interesting history. Light & Love
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Date: 5/3/2014 3:52:00 PM
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Date: 4/29/2014 8:18:00 AM
Beautiful sketch of what must have indeed been a macabre scene. I imagine it must have been hell there, knowing you were going to die, yet fighting on regardless. I suppose that is why we honor them. Excellent poem, my lovely Texian sweetheart. Luv & Hugs;)...BH
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Date: 4/5/2014 5:49:00 PM
Good morning my dearest sis! Stopping by to enjoy once again this superb ballad of yours! TYSM again! May I als take this chance to thank for ur very encouraging comments on my latest poems, your lovely visit which always complete my day & everything . Forever thanks my loving BFF. Iloveu. I was here last night but got problem w/ captcha when commenting then loggin in. Now, it's ok. I txt u also. Hope u receive it & Hope u'r doin well my forever loving sis! Hugs & kisses! 4evrsis-BFFLeo
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Date: 4/5/2014 9:00:00 AM
Captures horrors of war, sadly still relevant today. Some things are worth fighting for though but its tragic fallen soldiers don't reap the benefit, they fought for the future of others. Excellently put. Rob
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Date: 3/26/2014 1:15:00 PM
Unique, impassioned piece!
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Date: 3/25/2014 7:54:00 PM
A deep poem until, I read the semi gruesome arena. Excellent write. This is what Texans are made of. Purity. I.CCY
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Date: 3/25/2014 4:14:00 PM
as always.. An excellent poem and very lovely. Thanks a lot for the share
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Date: 3/25/2014 10:00:00 AM
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Date: 3/23/2014 7:01:00 PM
WOW that is all I can say. An amazing write and so poignant. Thank you for sharing such a powerful write. Charlene
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Date: 3/23/2014 6:25:00 PM
The strength of your convictions is laid bare in this powerful piece along with your vivid outstanding imagery. A really wonderful write PD.
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Date: 3/23/2014 4:49:00 PM
Soup mail, I will be back to comment.
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Date: 3/23/2014 11:04:00 AM
I would i be wrong if i just said each of your poem leaves me speechless? Each new that you ink out i think its better than all then before i know another one drops in, tearing each thought in me of how our generation is lucky to have you Linda, the ironic poetry destroyer who instead creates it
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Date: 3/23/2014 6:36:00 AM
very deep write Linda so many layers here paint a picture both macabre and touching hugs
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Date: 3/22/2014 10:57:00 AM
Across infested meadows, the aroma of burning skin. Distant, before Texas and her annexation, Gruesome, before I lived, Texas and her mortal sin I pledge, my love, the honor, a legion, I'm a full blown Texian To Every Forgotten Texian Patriot----- We Win! Love this....
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Date: 3/22/2014 5:57:00 AM
back here again to just say that it was nice to hear from you pd, glad you enjoyed listening to me (albeit me longwinded), thank you for listening to that -- so what did you eat for your 2nd breakfast? fish?? haha!
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Date: 3/21/2014 2:44:00 PM
I do believe that only true poets have been writing true history about human life for thousand years...So the creation is not only a poem but also true history of the time...Great work for our future...Best wishes from India dear...
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Date: 3/21/2014 2:11:00 PM
Hey dear friend have not heard from you lately I have missed you. Glad you enjoyed by the bay. I'll be on off and on today. got work to do on and off line. happy to get your comment. if you like to talk let me. happy to go and get lunch will be back on.cheri
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Date: 3/21/2014 2:11:00 PM
So great to read your poems again. You have such great writing abilities I am always amazed. Great write as always Linda. Thank You for you kind words also. Take care and God Bless!
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