Short Civil War Poems
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Your Sons died in the Civil War
for the right to own Slaves
When they could not afford to own
a Slave
Stop being a slave for
Satan
redneck this and blue neck track
I’d like to have my country back
more divided now than the civil war
love or hate, no gray area any more
I’ve tried to wrap my arms around the drivel
that any war might be deemed ‘civil’
~ the only term that comes to mind is evil
Lincoln, your honesty gave you a name
Death surrounded you in all kinds of ways
Civil War gave you the worst kind of fame.
Wonder if you ever had any good days?
Remember one day
When there was both blue and gray
With sad things to say.
Civil war was done
And no one really had won
Had killed my on son.
Can you imagine.
Jim Horn
Dare we utter the words “Civil War”?
Or claim of dictatorship which can't be ignored
An economic disaster
Shaking things up to the rafters
A catastrophe, like none other before
Civil Wars
A civil war lasts long in psyche of people
Bitterness of having lost festers from one
Generation to the next and black America
Are still victims caught in the middle of
The unresolved.
Harley came from Littleport
To fight the Civil war
Then staying on,to father a son-
From Fens to fame,via a bike
On a Harley-Davidson.
Tribute to the founder of the Harley family of motor biking fame.
if I am in its path
to resist- I won't succeed
a civil war inside myself
on my struggle it feeds
an evil fruit
a beautiful Hell
eyes closed in concentration
for rather than remove myself-
I must remove temptation
When civil war
is knocking at your door
Isn't it up to you
to stop it
or allow it
to grow inside your heart
and grow inside your life
and tease your evil side
until you also die
like all of those you let die
Form:
Dancing to a Dixieland band, I think of General Lee
And General Sherman who led a march to the sea.
I am glad that I did not live in the south back in the day.
I cannot imagine how fast my sad feet could not run away.
Scarlett O' Hara's bonnet bespeaks,
"As God as my witness. I'll never be hungry again!"
It captures Rhett Butler, Fair Oaks and Tara,
Survives the Civil War and Ashley's sin.
72 years have passed, that's how long it's been.
Old Soldier's Disease:
Civil War soldiers would march
Pick and eat cherries
No toilet for them
No toilet paper either
Just woods, trees and leaves
The result's the same
Out fast and loose in the end!
Cherries are the pits!
Sixteenth president “Honest Abe” Lincoln
did a lot of mighty fine thinkin’.
Though born in a cabin dirt poor,
he’d rise to free the slaves with a civil war.
Written 5/30/2015
for 'A BRIAN STRAND JULY' Poetry Contest
History’s unpopular these days,
No one cares where Blues shot Greys,
Or where the tons of cannonballs were kept.
Union marker stands aloof, alone,
Monument of bronze and chisled stone,
And students giggle where the Northern troops once swept.
Arid, unforgiving sift of desert,
silicone electrode fissures
geo-bones DNA of sand_shift
Worm rises up to suck the essence dry
Surveillance, Shadow banning, Civil-,-War,
Ministry of Truth, Gestapo
CSA General Bedford Forest
Mighty killing warrior
Would've won the war no jest
If his horses were survivors
Gen. Forest lost 30 horses during the civil war and killed more soldiers than any
other general. It could be said he was lucky or his horses were unfortunate.
the Yankees and Rebels did fight
sometimes for hours through day and night
the Civil War is in the past
but the hatred will always last
ignorance in all the wars
nothing will even the scores
lives are always lost
loved ones pay the cost
peace may never come
when leaders are dumb
...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 others they went west,
and made Colorado there home,
the family lives there to his day,
‘Abner’ a family name well-known.
…and ‘April’ too.
body dysmorphia from...
an overactive optic nerve
speculation on the dating and self worth market
get a phone book and stay inside
homeless people exist
we are not clean for we do not have civil rights
the illness is in the occupation of the united states of america
welcome to the civil war
I used to be a foot soldier in my own civil war.
I used to be both a cannon and its fodder.
It took a lot of killing to bury that old self,
still, on occasions, it struggles to escape
an old war grave,
its blood-soaked hands reaching upwards
to seek out this more tranquil veteran
I have become.
Holding the truth for the
sake of time and space.
I will not ask your name.
*
In fading moonlight
you had abducted my boat.
How will I cross the river ?
*
A civil war erupts between
the flowers of morning glory.
It has changed the way you think.
Satish Verma
Instant the command
As decisions
In labouring the fields
A civil war of family's avoiding
Yet the enactments mimic
As bond as surety
In financing burdens
One wishes not to carry
Carriage as stable
Nightingales lost fables
Ferry in twist
Smirking gentle and smits
To the good Friday of Ireland
Asses and elephants
in the center of 3 rings
kicking and goring at the breeze
the people trampled underneath.
There is no referee...
A gaping hole between philosophies.
A fight to the death
for the blood of democracy
Civil war approaching.
Spit shining my crosshairs...
Preparing for the crazies of the street.
Scarlett O' Hara's bonnet bespeaks,
"As God as my witness. I'll never be hungry again!"
It captures Rhett Butler, Fair Oaks and Tara,
Survives the Civil War and Ashley's sin.
72 years have passed, that's how long it's been.
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