Civil War Poems - Poems about Civil War

And still his death haunts webbed wide world post American Civil War Preface: On the evening of April 14, 1865, while attending a special performance of the comedy, "Our American Cousin," President Abraham Lincoln was shot. President Abraham Lincoln died approximately nine hours after being shot at Ford's Theatre. The assassination occurred on the evening of April...

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We can’t escape it, don’t know what to do. People at each other, guess it’s overdue. Yeah, we’ve read about it. Is it here? I doubt it, but I’m here to tell ya that it all is true. Cuz the world’s falling fast into decay. Makes me wanna stand up, shout to say - I don’t really know man! Where we gonna...

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Leaves flap in the breeze From the tops of the trees ’Round the battlefield that Rests just below. Hand to hand Sun to sun We pass on the notion That civility in war has never been done. Brothers in arms, Brothers in harm. Slaves to graves, Anger in waves. People in chains, Brandishing pains. Blue...

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A civil war ferociously raged... within complex edifice... derelict hulking corpse delineated courtesy seared, singed, smoldered smithereens formerly robust warrior slain during prime of his life heavenly corporeal outstanding entity subjected to fateful foragers courtesy camping buzzfeeding carrion - fancy feast for famished uber twittering, jump/kick starting crowing angry birds made short shrift decayed discarded detritus filched flesh from felled soldier denuding human legendary poet picked bone clean his once powerful promising...

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A coat was laid upon the shoulders potential threats firmly at bay arms that held the precious mould are protecting those who chose to pray a bridge to cross a sea of secrets as towers leaned towards their fate cross the heart and aim to keep it and swallow what will fill the space a canopy arched over wisdom confidence came in its...

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Civil War 2.0 Reading the latest polls Showing that President Biden And Ex-President Trump Tied in a dead heat In the polls Particularly in the swing states. . I realize there is Real possibility That Donald Trump could Be elected president again,. Again, and if so, what would he do? These nightmares keep me up At 0 dark...

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Hamlet, sharpen your sword of trust, for Macbeth is surely waiting. The specter of ‘Civil war’ stalks the land and the ghosts of senseless violence, so long docile, have come to hollow-eyed attention. Our cauldron was filled with innocence, as the ever-thirsty succubi require, the glory of war is being shaken, not stirred and the betrayal will...

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Yes, a polite war would be acceptable. A respectful carnage, much more civilized. A war to remember as genteel, noble, and well played. One officer to another: "I say old chap can you move your men a bit to the left over there, so as we may shoot them more cleanly?" "Anything to oblige sir, we can't have the wounded littering the battlefield creating any...

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The seeds of self-destructive strife Were sown soon after drums and fifes Extolled success from breaking free From Britain's aristocracy. The Constitution's writ accedes Peculiar Institution's needs: Proportional House seats would be Increased counting slave property. Cross purposes within the cloth Of nationhood revealed the moth That slowly raveled fine knit strands Exposing North and South demands. Decades of wrongs in faint disguise Betrayed the truth and broke...

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Civil War II Perhaps if civil war comes, it will be broken into scores of guerilla wars. This prolonged agony is a reason General Lee surrendered! The division in America—2024 Once again, they’ll vote him in Unfinished business he’s say’n With inflation, border security, and Putin If I were President, no war ‘tween Russian and Ukrainian The root of every...

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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....

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...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....

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...For the remainder of the war he kept to himself, since he knew making friends set you up for pain, there was naught to look forward too. The months passed and Lee surrendered, the war came to its brutal end, Emmet did not go to his farm, but to Tennesee he did wend. He found himself in a hollow, one he’d come to know...

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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 way. They would have kept on going back but orders came up from the south, Sherman did march for Atlanta, their unit was needed...

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After moments she shook her head, then moved over to the brick hearth, a strew cooked over glowing coals, she threw more spuds in for her part. Then came over to the main room, and sat herself down on a chair Ooposite where Emmet stretched out, her piercing glaze did find him there. She said, “You’ve got a lot of nerve, coming here to...

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