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The Battle Of The Alamo

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John Yaws
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0 posted 01-16-2000 12:03 AM       View Profile for John Yaws   Email John Yaws   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit John Yaws's Home Page   View IP for John Yaws

I put my hand upon the stones-
It seems to me they cry...
“Tell it! Tell the story!
Of the cause for which we died”.

There is an eerie sense for me-
Almost of deja vu-
It seems I almost see the place
From someone else’s view.

And, friend, I cannot stay away-
I’ve gone a score of times.
And every time nostalgia seems
To grip this heart of mine.

I look from out the chapel door-
No city do I see--
But walls of stone,  a wood stockade
A river lined by trees.

And, yes, I see they’re cottonwoods-
In Spanish “alamos”-
It’s how the mission got it’s name
Or so the legend goes.

I walk about the courtyard-
And glimpse a figure dim,
And belted at his waist, a knife..
Lord help me! but it’s Jim!

Bowie, of New Orleans fame-
Vidalia sandbar, too-
He wed the Veramendi girl...
Was it in thirty-two?

And who’s that with him?
Ramrod straight! A soldiers bearing . too-
I think it’s Colonel Travis-
With his soldier’s coat of blue.

I hear a fiddle playing-
A haunting melody....
That fellow came with Crockett,
And his band from Tennessee.

And then the vision changes-
There is tension all around...
I hear a Spanish voice outside-
And Travis shouting down...

“No! We’ll not surrender!
Hey, boys, give a yell”!
Then he shouted to the gunners
“Send our answer with a shell”!

He called us all together-
And bade us gather round..
Then he drew his army saber
Drew a line upon the ground...

Said, “We can’t depend on Fannin-
And Houston’s far away..
If you love life you’re free to go-
But as for me I’ll stay”!

And as one man we stepped across-
And heard bold Bowie say-
“I cannot come across myself,.
With help, I’d like to stay”.

We carried Bowie’s cot across-
For he was sick you see-
And none of us would fault him, had
He chosen to go free.

One hundred eighty three did stay-
And only one man chose-
To flee the place and save his life
His name was Moses Rose.

I’ve heard him called a coward-
But friend that isn’t true.
He was a soldier with no cause-
What else was he to do?

Thirteen days the siege ensued-
At last our ranks grew thin...
Twice they charged and blew recall
We could not hold again...

At last they breached the stockade side
Oh, God! They’re in the walls-
And tears like rain fall on my cheeks
Each time a comrade falls...

Ah, me..     I get beside myself-
Forgive my foolish passion...
It seems I hear the musketry..
The roar of cannon crashing...

Thanks for your time, now I must leave
But just before I go-
I’d like to doff my hat and grieve
Here by the Alamo.


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1 posted 01-16-2000 12:10 AM       View Profile for Alwye   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alwye

Incredible!  I'm a sophmore, but taking a college history course, and this is extremely accurate from all that I know of The Alamo.  I am truly impressed by your knowledge and how well the poem flows.  I liked the angle of remembering it, just like 'remember the alamo' I guess.  Wonderful!  

 *Krista Knutson*

~*Like a lion, without fear of the howling pack,
Like a gust of wind, ne'er trapped in a snare,
Like a lotus blossom, ne'er sprinkled by water,
Let me, like a unicorn, in solitude roam.*~ Hymn Of Buddha

Nan
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2 posted 01-16-2000 09:27 AM       View Profile for Nan   Email Nan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nan's Home Page   View IP for Nan

This is superb... I may bring this one back for several laps.  Nice work, JB...
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3 posted 01-16-2000 10:46 AM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

Slinger-

NObody does it better.
What a historical masterpiece this is.
Absolutely superb.
Love ~*Marge*~


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