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A Fort In Time
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A Collaborative effort from the pens of Carole Mathys and Jon Michael Willey Photo by Carole

~ A Fort In Time ~ Long shadows cling to darkened walls hushed in the depth of time sit ghostly memories woven in tapestries of peace and war burnt oak scents waft from a fireplace, long cold amenities few needs by choice had the voice nothing frivolous had been secured armament racks held long guns light from a southern sky slices through a window in shadows wide, rough hewn beams secure the ceiling where quartered were conscripts the fort’s gray sandstone walls standing between two bastions formidable at discouraging unwanted entry through the French and Indian wars our nation’s battle for independence a bloody civil war she served them well throughout periods interrupted by riotous hell now in silent testament she serves as a historical reminder of war’s spoils life ending struggles the terminus for many ground hallowed by those that fell choosing to defend, life and liberty on the frontier of tomorrow’s dreams her walls weep the tears of many sorrows let us hold her memory long and honor her part in freedom’s resounding song

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on June 3, 2009

Excellent write well penned
Peace & love to you both
superb collaboration

William

Reviewed by David Young

Reviewed on April 11, 2009

The captured the image with strength of the fort's character.

Reviewed by Art Hernandez

Reviewed on April 5, 2009

There are so many monuments that hold the very memories of the past, your thoughts within this collaboration finds us within the wings carried by so many who have given to the creation of a country built on freedom...

very nice...

Art Sun...

Reviewed by Johanna Fields (Reader)

Great writhing from the pens of Jon and Carol.Hugs Johanna

Reviewed by Phillip William Allen

My my, you have placed many thoughts into my mind with this excellant pen. Nice to read you again.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Love the imagery..well doen U 2!!

Love tinka

Reviewed by jude forese

rich images ... conceptually stimulating ...

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

her walls weep the tears
of many sorrows
let us hold her memory long

Let us, indeed. A most powerful piece.

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

A collaboration that took me back to the corridors of San Francisco's Presidio, to other epochs, to other people, to another history.
Your poems honors even those that many forgot.
A remarkable poem!

Georg

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on April 4, 2009

Carole and Jon,
Another well written and strong collaboration. I don't know enough about American history - my loss - but I don't need to in this context as the poem stands on its own merits. Well done, both of you!
John

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Carole and Jon did a beautiful tribute here to a place but also to a breed of men who stood up when they were asked to step forward to do whhat had to be done....

Fee

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Agai, I think both of you have done wonders in collabs!
Fantastic poem, Carole!...ET

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

I love the words, here - such imagery, such a mood you set! Well done!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by F William Broome

And, I seconded each word by my friend, Gene, who knows a well covered piece of writing. This poem makes me want to jump up and cheer for we have forgotten too much of our gaining independence and liberty to govern ourselves. Bravo times thousands! - Bill

Reviewed by Gene Williamson

Those silent forts are mute testimony to who we were
and how we got to be who we are. Ignoring the voices
that may acuse me of flattery in the hope of obtaining
a flattered response to my own postings, I need to say
again, Carole and Jon, how much I admire the highly
disciplined skill of your ongoing collaborations. -gene.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Wonderful collab, Carole and Jon; brava! Bravo!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. ;D