Lost Civil Poems

...Though in closing, it must be said
they did not remain there for long.
A damned Yankee wed to a Reb?
The locals all declared it wrong.

Like many...

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...For the remainder of the war
he kept to himself, since he knew
making friends set you up for pain,
there was naught to look forward too.

The months...

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...Emmet would converse with Sophie,
pretend he was a normal man,
while April and Abner slipped away…
young infatuation was grand.

And after their third time out there
April and...

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After moments she shook her head,
then moved over to the brick hearth,
a strew cooked over glowing coals,
she threw more spuds in for her part.

Then came...

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...Emmet just sat down on a bench,
And gratefully took his boots off,
Just stretched himself out there to rest,
for the moment it was enough.

The woman seemed...

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His name was Emmet Patterson,
and back in 1863,
he led a cavalry unit
patrolling deep in Tennessee.

The state was firm in Union hands,
Tte Civil War in its...

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It was a time of great and exalting excitement,
Until the country was again up in arms and agitation.
The war was on,
Indeed tough and elusive,
Era has...

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the field is given a name
battles are about where they disappear
the ones that walk away 
      don't know where the...

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Kabul Has Fallen

Kabul has fallen
The news screams 
Kabul has fallen
In less than two weeks

The intel officers
Got it so wrong
Everyone said
That Kabul would not fall
That the...

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the field is given a name
battles are about where they disappear
the ones that walk away 
      don't know where the...

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Civil War pitted neighbors against neighbors, brothers against brothers.
Lincoln would have most assuredly avoided it if he had his druthers.
He knew it was a horrible...

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I cant breathe
Because you do not hear
My voice pleading.
My heart bleeding
A brother, a sister grieving
For the loss of life
That you have taken
Not in mistake
But in...

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From the grounds of the south during the sweltering summer 
of Negros in America*, came white violence and murder.  The 
suppression and degradation of...

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a young man with tounge lashed and lunch packed/
heading to a regiment, sprung on one flag/
swearin to fight till his own lungs crack/
preparin for life...

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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...

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