Long Reb Poems

SHE was my wife, once ...

long ago, so very long ago ...
we met on the showboat, up-river,
almost fifty years back now ...
I was a young officer for the Confederacy,
working for the Yanks after The Turn,

supplying...

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She wanted me to re-marry, you see, but I never did.
Oh, I had a few trysts, here-and-there,
just to remind myself the plumbing still worked,
but all it REALLY did was remind me
how much more incredible making...

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Fiddling About. 
by The Didds

Annual Concert, DMT, Time to act, you and me,
At Dauntsey School, a painted floor, performed in the round, 
with rehearsals at Sheep Street church, St Joe's school hall, the con club...

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...“Time was I wouldn’t care for your sad state,
I’d have my fun and leave you to your plight,
but four years in a cell changes a man,
and I have set out to live my days right.

“Been...

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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 Abner were engaged,
not coincidently there
was a new baby on the...

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On a lonely rainy day
in June of 1862 a Reb
soldier was barley walking
down the road after
a great battle, when he
came upon a fellow soldier who
was lying in the mud.

He stooped down to listen
to the soldier's...

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Private Joshua Bronson wrote this letter by the camp fire where he lay,
Nigh a place called Gettysburg where a great battle loomed next day.
He'd bid farewell to Jenny and his children at their humble cabin...

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Above my hearth rests a muzzle loader I know not how old.
Ah, could it speak, what adventurous tales to be told!
Oft I've caressed it and pondered time and again,
About where it was made and who...

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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, six thousand slain heroes lay.

Six...

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The field was strewn with lads clad in Blue and Gray.
Some entwined in death's macabre embrace on that fateful day.
Infantry clashed and cavalry dashed in a struggle to the death.
Boys were heard to gasp, "Mother,...

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It rests 'neath spreading sycamores on the small-town square,
A venerable old relic of the Civil War affair.
The sun casts a fleeting glint as it rises anew each dawn,
On the brass barrel of the cannon on...

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I ain't afraid of no ghost, friend,
You can bet your bottom dollar
I'm an expert on ghosts of men -
I was born in Booger Holler.

Now the Holler's a mile across
And the length is about the same
The...

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california gold and Johnny reb
I left my home in Tennessee to find some California gold
Gonna strike it rich and find the mother lode
After six long months on a dusty and lonesome trail
After all of this...

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   To the hell of Theresienstadt transported
     all hope for freedom aborted

   Rabbi Shmuel Goldin understood what awaited
     a life of forced labor...

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Taken by the heart and crushed,
Emotions shattered, thoughts rushed.
Crippled by the love that was finally denied.
Riddled by the gunfire by a lover who lied.

Hurt and beaten down, yet I stand tall,
I shall never again be...

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CALIFORNIA GOLD AND JOHNNY REB
PART 2
So now we’ve made it we’re back in Tennessee
Don’t have to run anymore I’m in the land of the free
Heard the president was sending boys called the yanks
To take over...

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They came to me for Jewish names
   A Russian-Jewish couple, not to blame
Where they were from, Hebrew was banned
   As it had been throughout Communist lands

His name was Boris; hers was...

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