Antietam Poems - Poems about Antietam

...Silent, dawn crept low and solemn Over the Virginia valley The misty orange haze of a pale sunrise Cloaking the farmer's field Blue and Gray, mixed with red Life fleeing with each labored brea......Read the rest...

...Antietam Creek, Maryland Antietam was fought on Maryland ground at the foothills of Appalachia. There McClellan, Lee and Jackson were found with troops from Potomac and Virginia. McC......Read the rest...

...Alone I arrive, walking from Frederick over the gaps, across gentle hills out onto a knoll overlooking this burnished landscape. Before me I see countless writhing rows of indiscernible shapes g......Read the rest...

...I fear no man nor any man's intent I am not afraid of fire or of flood The Devil can keep his phosphorous scent And I am not moved by another's blood I pride myself on having a brave soul I ri......Read the rest...

...When the wind is just right, I can close my eyes and pretend I'm in Middletown, pretend I can see the Blue Ridge Mountains off in the distance with the haze that gives them their name. Far......Read the rest...

...I never studied the downed limbs before Sandy. I was savoring the muscle burn from herringboning my way up a hill or fretting over a ping in my back, the price of macho competitions in the steel mi......Read the rest...

...They held the field, men side by side, Their will intact, their fears subside. They mustered in so many fields, And held the ground, refused to yield. At Lexington went toe to toe, With British ......Read the rest...

...Antietam I lay in the creek my face to the ground My hand on my musket, I pray I’m not found The bullets were flying, the soldiers were dying Antietam; the battle’s begun I fired on the troo......Read the rest...

... Down a strange road, they are guided by an unknown force. These misplaced souls are all journeying on the same course. All of them have undergone intolerable strife. To them, this trail sta......Read the rest...

...All is serene tonight along the banks of Antietam Creek. 'Neath the brooding moon, the battlefield looks so bleak. Bloodied ground was hallowed on this dire September day. On the field this night,......Read the rest...

...The haunting strains of "Ashokan Farewell" keep racing thro' my brain. 'Tis a fitting requiem for those who bore the agonizing pain, Of bidding a sad farewell at many a humble cabin door, As young......Read the rest...