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CIVIL WAR POEMS
| POEM NAME | PO## | YEAR |
|---|---|---|
A TIME UNDER FIRE |
| 1997 |
A PICKET PRAYER |
| 1997 |
A SOLDIERS LOVE |
| 1996 |
-(PART 1) WEST WIND BLOWS |
| 1996 |
-(PART 2)"A FAR OFF SHORE" |
| 1996 |
-(PART 3)HER RIBBON SO DEAR |
| 1996 |
IN WINTER QUARTERS |
| 1997 |
CHRISTMAS IN FALMOUTH |
| 1997 |
COMRADES SLEEP WELL |
| 1996 |
THIS HOLLOWED GROUND |
| 1995 |
DEAR MOTHER |
| 1995 |
THE BATTLE GROUND | | 1994 |
THE WAR COMES HOME |
| 1997 |
I hide in my hole I want to run now My name will be said I will just lay here The eagle so proud Cannons they spit I still want to run
The fight raged on As the first shot So many thoughs The noise,the crash I prayed to god Then all at onced I carry him I must now go The good old douce The hopes we hold You now have read
So back to sea Farewell my friends I hope your loves Hope your wishes And may your dreams I wish the calm We raise the sails And off to sea And In this land One of these days Take care my dear
I wave farewell
I was in Boston There his a war I did enlist I am so young As I signed up
It's ironic This precious time I have arranged But just for now I wipe my eyes I'll write you soon Before I leave Now this ribbon
On the sides On the beds Smoke the pipe Read a book Some old crates At the rear So enclosed Hope for end In this shack
This shack made of logs All of a sudden The music is playing
Snow flakes are falling Our child gets tired The music softens The group slowly leave I hold you so tight I open my eyes I'll see you so soon
There laying there They where so brave I marked their grave And on this wood Eternal sleep Comrades sleep well And as for me
These are just some But very soon Just grab my rifle I quickly walk Please think of us We are just told Marching in straight
During the battle To face this fate As I walk here Songs that where song Thought of family Praying to god Sunday I'll play The fifes and drums The rifles roar The soldiers yell Looking for faces The battle's now The fallen troops So many years
Today we fought Towns are burning Comrades I love Slowly we move The parcels sent Note from Helene We'll walk from church The joy I get Soon I'll be back For now must stay The camp's waking Mother please write End this letter 1. A TIME UNDER FIRE
by JML (Church) March 15th,1997
The cannons fires
Balls overhead
I lay here scared
Around me the dead
My burrow in ground
I cover my ears
To block out the sound
Sergeant will find me
I'll be drummed out
A coward they'll see
But just in disgrace
And the folks back home
It's them I will face
My musket clutched tight
I'll need it so soon
When I'm called to fight
I wear on my chest
I will fight now on
When dead I will rest
Their fragments so near
I must control
My doughs and my fear
Honour holds me here
I'm hoping to save
The things I hold dear
2. A PICKET PRAYER
by JML (Church) August 31th,1997I'm sitting here
Pencil in hand
I'm trying now
To understand
For just an hour
It took with it
My yougth fine fleur
Flew threw the air
I never was
So bloody scared
My heart just sped
I feared that soon
I would be dead
From shot and shell
Worlds in mayhem
As my friends fell
Save me from this
Help me get back
The things I'll miss
The fighting ends
I start to help
My dear old friend
Behind the lines
The doctor says
He will be fine
Back to my pards
They did so well
They fougth so hard
Her flag still flies
The poor young boys
For her they die
It will end soon
I write this now
Under the moon
My pickets prayer
It will end soon
If gods up there
A SOLDIERS LOVE (Part 1)
3. WEST WIND BLOWS
by JML (Church) September 12th,1996
The day is here
My final day
And all my friends
They'll go away
The oceans sings
Not us but God
That pulls the strings
Till next we meet
Hope the future
Is what you seek
Remain so fare
I hope its joy
That's in your stare
They may come true
And may your thoughts
Never be blue
Be full of light
For your future
May it be bright
Of peace remain
And from the hate
We do refrain
The west wind blows
To far off lands
We must now go
And far off shores
To keep on going
Will be a chore
I'll start in new
I'll build a house
For me and you
You'll join with me
And on that day
I'll feel so free
I'll miss you so
For both of us
I must now go
From on the nest
Then start my work
No time to rest
A SOLDIERS LOVE (Part 2)
4. "A FAR OFF SHORE"
by JML (Church) Sept.13th,1996
A year as passed
Since we last spoke
The promised land
That was a joke
And worked all day
And I sent you
What was my pay
Now with the south
They need soldiers
There is no dough
For better pay
So you may join
Me here someday
And full of pride
And from this war
I will not hide
And march to war
The bands it played
"A Far Off Shore" A SOLDIERS LOVE (Part 3)
5. HER RIBBON SO DEAR
by JML (Church) Oct.28th,1996
Hello my love
It's been a long time
Now in New York
Your end of the line
On this very day
That you arrived
I'm shipped away
That I share with you
I must soon go
Nothing I can do
A place you can dwell
A lovely house
I'm sure you'll do well
Just hold me my dear
Help me forget
The danger and fear
And kiss you again
I must now go
Got duties to tend
Where ever I go
I love you dear
This much you should know
She rushes to me
And to my chest
Her ribbon I see
Will not leave my skin
Shall keep me safe
In battles I'm in 6. IN WINTER QUARTERS
by JML (Church)Nov.26th, 1997
In this house
Of logs and stone
It is here
We call our home
There stacked two hight
Eight times beds
Were we will lie
There lays some hay
There we sit
Pass time away
Recall the fights
Same old tales
Night after night
Play games of chance
Sing some songs
And sometimes dance
Is where we dine
Foods so bad
Time after time
The stoves alive
Burns at night
But cold still strive
May drive men mad
We miss home
Now that is sad
Of this damn war
Think back home
What is in store
We call our own
Sleep at night
And dream of home
7. CHRISTMAS IN FALMOUTH
by JML (Church)Dec.19th, 1997
Christmas in Falmouth
Were so far from home
It's snowing outside
I'm chilled to the bone
So damp most the time
Stops sometimes the winds
Of winter unkind
I'm back home again
Surrounded by loved ones
And also good friends
Were singing some songs
Within these four walls
Nothing can go wrong
We look throught the glass
We may not be rich
But we sure have class
And brought up to bed
The candles burn slow
Some blue and some red
Some soft melody
It brings us some hope
That we may be free
Till just you and I
Are left there in peace
Time moves on by
Right here in my arms
Protect you from fear
And possible harm
In Falmouth endure
The dream stoped the pain
Of this I am sure
And not in my dream
My time will past fast
To me it will seem
8. COMRADES SLEEP WELL
by JML (Church) Nov.26th,1996
Oh what misery
Now stays with me
In their death beds
Comrades I see
Just where they fell
I know there loves
To them I'll tell
They did not run
They lost their lives
Holding the gun
The best I could
And at their heads
A piece of wood
I did engrave
There loving name
They where so brave
An end to war
Beyond this world
What is in store
There's no more pain
And for your soul
Heaven you gain
I now fight on
Your dying thoughts
I'll tell in song
9. THIS HOLLOWED GROUND
by JML (Church) Sep.28,1995
Get some water
Clean your gun
Sentry duties
Are so much fun
Of needed tasks
Must do these
When I am asked
The battle starts
We quickly dress
With pounding hearts
From rifle stack
I must push these
Dam rebels back
On hollowed ground
These thoughts in me
Are always found
Just poor young boys
Sometimes just used
Like wooden toys
To march in line
To wait for death
Time after time
Towards the foe
Marching where were
Just told to go
Just feet apart
To keep fighting
We must have heart
every day
Having comrades
The only way
On hollowed ground
Thought of fallen
Are always found
By fire at night
The things written
By candle light
We left behind
Thinking that faith
Is so unkind
To find a way
To spare my life
This very day
No game of chance
At Death I had
A scary glance
They set the pace
Bringing the death
To human race
From all around
Deep in the smoke
We can be found
The battle cries
I look around
With burning eyes
That I might know
To god above
Some friends did go
All but over
Taps is now played
For fallen soldier
Come back to life
Rejoin their groups
Girlfriend or wife
Have come and gone
These men still live
In all their songs
10. DEAR MOTHER
by JML (Church) Oct.11,1995
My dear mother
I'm here in the south
All is dry here
As hit by a draught
To capture a creek
Getting water
Is all that we seek
And scarring the ground
Adventure seeked
Not all that I found
Their ready to fight
Glory promised
Not yet in my sight
We further our quest
We capture towns
We get deserved rest
They means all to me
We'll be home soon
That's all that I see
I just got today
I'll wed that girl
When I'm home to stay
Her small hand in mine
When I'm with her
I do feel just fine
When she gives a smile
Will make me march
Some ten thousand miles
At work on the land
Raising my child
Is nothing but grand
To ready to fight
Dusk is here soon
It will soon be light
it looks so dam bleak
The peace I wish
Is all that I seek
Make it very soon
I'll read your notes
For light use the moon
with a single thought
Pray for me Please
Till all battles fought
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