Best Redcoats Poems

We loved the land
We tilled the earth, under sun we toiled
We pledged our souls, to nature’s whim
The King of France none to pleased

We took the sacraments
We held our faith, mournful to fates embrace
The British demanded a new oath we take
And scalped we were, both sides...

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Men, I know this is Christmas Night.
However, remember we have a war to fight.
His Majesty’s forces have had us occupied.
Our freedom and well-being is something they have denied.
They are just across the river from our encampment.
They are engaged in frolic and holiday merriment.
We can catch...

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...He reformed the routing patriots,
formed a line atop a rise, Perrine’s Hill,
brought in General Knox and the artillery,
commanding the mass through sheer force of will.

He needed to buy time for the main force
to march on and join up in the battle,
the British kept coming, soon...

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That day in the October sun
The British they marched along
Across Mater Barber’s wheat field
A force in red, quite strong.
The drummer drummed, fifers they played
We heard their martial song,
And we leapt out to meet out foes
To break that scarlet throng
When the British came along.

From our guns,...

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To the Redcoats Betsy Ross lied.
“It is not a flag!” she decried.
“I'm due at a wedding
and all of this threading
will be a new gown for the bride!”

“But it isn't just one little dress,”
with nose growing she had to confess,
“A collection I've planned--
t'will sell big in...

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Natural predication
greets sacred promise
to restore peaceful justice.

Omnipresent predication
greets polypathic promise
for restoring love as grace-filling justice.

Omnipotently disintegrative powers
of HellFire prediction
too quickly settle for monoculturing retribution,
punishment
due to FallenNature's past spiritual sins
in absence of paid-forward
gift economies
for notnot co-arising
Sacred Win-Win Grace.

This monoculturing
monotheistic Win-Lose path
is littered with remains,
fossils for patriarchal...

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In the dead of night rode Paul Revere.
   For two lanterns told him the British were near.
   His call to arms and the enemy fled.
   The Redcoats retreated,as many lay dead.

   5/ 29/ 2015...

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It was said by pilgrim sons next to the Boston Harbor,
That to take tax without redress was action of dishonor.
And so a team of farmers went and built themselves an army,
To drive the redcoats off their land and end George’s tyranny.

We’re beating drums and ask...

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Jeremiah did not hesitate,
he drew one up into his sights.
His Kentucky fired in dawn’s glow
caught a redcoat, dead-to-rights.

The others charged, sabers drawn,
so Jerermiah fled into the near forest.
Hiding and quickly reloading his gun,
the British charged leaving him no rest.

The redcoat horses found themselves slowed
by the...

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King George was fast running out of money
Tried to squeeze more out of the colony
Thirteen states said no
Told George where to go
Saying "thank you, but we'll run our own country"...

Paul Revere warned the British are coming
The yanks said "that's ok we ain't moving" 
Many heroic...

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The silence of morn makes this place forlorn
in the fields, the hillsides, and trenches.
Over two hundred years since the bloodshed and fear,
yet you can hear the yells, smell the stenches.
The crush of the blue, charging straight and true
at the redcoats behind all their breast-works,
The bayonets...

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The Spirits of Culloden. 
This is like a pilgrimage, a try tae come every year,
Gather at the cairn, meet old friends, wipe away a tear.
Standin on that moor, that once with blood was sodden,
Paying respects to those loyal men and wimen, the spirits of Culloden.
This...

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Jeremiah Brown limped a lot 
ever since the age of five,
When a horse trampled his left shin,
The boy was given up to die.

But her pulled through amazingly,
Thought the leg had met the saw,
So he was fitted for a new peg leg,
At this insistence of his...

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Close on three hundred fifty years ago
American independence
not foregone conclusion,
British soldiers in league with Hessians
witnessed successful campaign battles
admirably groomed unbridled

staunch defenders, viz King of England
fought pitched battles
within keystone state i.e. Pennsylvania
particularly tri county area
Montgomery, Delaware, and Chester
routed Continental Army,

within thick wooded forested lands
interspersed amidst open...

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A Field of Blue and Thirteen Stars of White,
Once pitted against all England's might.

Courage shown by men who knew,
"Royal Freedom" would never do.

A hot July in Philadelphia town,
Where a rebellion's seed would now be sown.

Declared were freedoms all had sought,
Only now to be won, by...

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