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Round Top Poems - Poems about Round Top


Premium Member She's a 3-Legged Table---My Spoken Word
...She is a circle with a small cross underneath, Belonging as a woman because she so Serves as a metaphor for the sensual, To represent females walking in earthen feet Can she be a ta......

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Categories: round top, analogy, appreciation, birth, creation,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Premium Member The Three-Legged Table
...Inside our living room, there stood a table. Three legs it had; its round top was unique. Mom kept it in the corner, and she’d say so proudly that the table was antique. Well polished, it had a......

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Categories: round top, family,
Form: Quatrain



Premium Member Phantoms of Gettysburg
...Fields that echoed with the muskets' rattle; Blood of Yanks and Rebs spilt in dire battle; Now serene with murmurs of restless ghosts, Of men who died among the frenzied hosts! Are those the si......

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Categories: round top, america, history, war,
Form: Sonnet
Gettysburg, Redux
...[Note: this poem was inspired by a strange and terrible experience I had at 17 when I first set foot on the battlefield in 1965 after an interview at the college there: physiologically, it was like ......

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Categories: round top, allegory, angst, death, remember,
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Guitar Sings the Blues
...Back in the blues funk; a lone acoustic, round top guitar sings. The whining-twang-between-stanzas, slide-notes on lightly bent strings. Fingers hammer out the timing on an, ebony fretboard.......

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Categories: round top, music, passion, poems, poets,
Form: Sijo



Little Round Top
...Bugle resounds call for another fateful charge Bands of soldiers toward the fortified ridge barge Enfilading fire from cannons fiery portents discharge Infantry ranks decimated from center to marg......

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Categories: round top, war
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Ghosts of Gettysburg
...This sacred soil that once resounded with the musket's rattle, Imbued with mingled blood of Blue and Gray spilt in brutal battle, Now stands serene with only whisperings of the restless ghosts, Of......

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Categories: round top, historymen,
Form: Rhyme

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