There you are
enveloped in mists
on that sad, beautiful battlefield
far removed now
from that bloodiest day
in history
attacks, counterattacks
tragedy at Sunken Road
armies flank out
to the right
to the left
Lee stoically committed
dug in there
a cold hillside indeed
bullets strewn
over bridges
into hedges
through Miller’s Cornfield
under the shades of night
fragile shadows bowed and tended
to the sick
to the dying
shore up the lines
one more time
make a stand
as fettered out to you
by men in top hats and coats
one more round
before the wounded army
gathered south of the Potomac
the Proclamation was written
its time to take down your flag
your cause was unjust
now mourn that boy there
the one that is trapped
inside those mists
who lives that battle
for all eternity
“I felt this way in my past
a Maryland September day,
I may not ever come back
but I gotta be brave.”
Boy Photo: flickr.com/photos/krysthopher_woods
Cannons Photo: Pixabay
Trapped at Antietam
Published inwar
Was this the blog you were talking about that might not be relatable? Not sure because I know everyone can understand the tragedy of war. Very well put, beautiful as always.
Thanks Marissa. No, I was talking about doing a post on Bowling for Soup. They have a song called My Hometown where they pretty much blast our fair city. While I have to say is that most of the perceptions of Texas are stereotypical, this place is actually what most people think when they think of Texas. The only music here is pretty much country, it is in the heart of the Bible Belt where people have “pulled themselves up by their bootstraps.” They write letters to the editor that the whole town actually reads which is what happened when people found out about that song and wrote unflattering letters so that BFS’ parents were made uncomfortable, etc. I don’t know if I can convey those sentiments for readers who don’t understand the “culture” of this place. It is a wonder that a rock group ever came from here….
Oh, I see. Yes, I was totally confused. Well, it’s certainly pretty interesting to me. Now I’m curious to hear the song although I’m in the office with my boss so…It’s pretty common for people to feel like blasting small town mentality, especially if they escaped it. I lived in Brooklyn but all the way out and there were a lot of people who just thought I was a weirdo and bullied me for being different and I actually wrote a song about it. The only difference was mine never made it anywhere. Ha, ha! But it doesn’t mean I hate everything about the city anyway, although that’s not necessarily to be in defense of BFS.
Oh I’m actually glad they wrote it, ha ha. The townsfolk drive me nuts, I don’t really know why I stay here, it must be the wonderful climate, not! They did “make nice” at the recent festival by revamping the lyrics to say “we hoped you stayed in our hometown” instead of we hope you got the bleep out. I think a lot of us write about those turbulent high school years, I know the Rock Guy wrote one called The Bullet about his arch enemies. It’s cathartic 🙂
Beautifully written!
Thank you!