Open Poetry #32 |
Fields of Antietam - A Civil War poem |
Kevo Member
since 2004-06-02
Posts 466Navarro County, Texas, USA |
Fields of Antietam Gentle the goodnight bids its welcome of humble spirit and gilded heart of our hailed heroes fallen upon the field. This road that takes me home driven in principle shall not yield to the lamenting soul which beckons him rest not in fields of Antietam. Honor him, who does fall upon the crimson soil lost in this sea of wickedness. Shall you not partake of the sacrificial kiss with me? Break your bread you honored few who are about to die. I salute you. Follow me this fated morn! The hallowed day is upon us. Drink of my blood that it may lay sweet upon your courageous tongue. “This do in remembrance of me.” I am of the lamb, sacrificed upon the cross, for all free men. With Him do I ever stand, forever falling upon this land torn. Lamenting spirit, troubled youth, fear not the cannon-fire raining death upon this desperate field. Rise free brethren! Thrust the sword of Gideon upon the breast of despondence. Brandish honor with head held high upon the Reaper’s field resting not to the opulent mass of decadence stretched before you. Nay, the night forays its sleepy shadow over your fragile soul. So the body falls. Does not your spirit rise to walk the peaceful road home? Does not tranquility abode upon the cobble there comforting your weary walk upon hero’s foot? Rise! Defend! Split the night with iron will and battle-clad hoof. In him do we ever endeavor to free all men in this sovereign union. Steady the thunder, clap of the hoof, and unkept boot marching into history this very night and upon this very field rich with the cry of free men resolved in sovereignty at the end of the bayonet. This is the way, the life, freedom’s light. Cast the hues of blues, grays, and crimson tides upon this day’s canvas. Antietam, our bodies lie. Sacrificed upon your magnificent field. So that free men may live the lives we gave away. Even so, as heroes of the day, we echo through eternity upon this sovereign wind, “Fields of Antietam, we the dead salute you!” Copyright, Kevin V. Reese, 2004 |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"In him do we ever endeavor to free all men in this sovereign union. Steady the thunder, clap of the hoof, and unkept boot marching into history this very night and upon this very field rich with the cry of free men resolved in sovereignty at the end of the bayonet." Kevin, you could have told me you were actually there and I would believe you! Outstanding writing.......jo |
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Kevo Member
since 2004-06-02
Posts 466Navarro County, Texas, USA |
Thanks Jo. Your kind words were really appreciated. Thank you for welcoming me here. Kevin |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I'm not much into war poetry but this was touching |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
Well thought out lines. In all centuries, it is the battle dead who are most remembered. KJ Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
I live nearby the battlefield....It's humbling to walk over it knowing what transpired there. |
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