This poem is a collaborative tribute to the French and Indian Wars, Fort Fredrick, in western Maryland, from the pen of Carole Mathys and myself.
Long shadows cling to darkened walls
hushed in the depth of time
sit ghostly memories
woven in the tapestry 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
Places of peace. It's hard to tell the fear that was once sheltered there. I recall Fort Santiago at sunset in Manila. Lovers walked and a cannon fired, while I found MacArthur's limousine rusting away in a gun turret.
Jon,
As I said in the review to Carole's posting I regret I don't know enough about American history, but the poem stands by itself, and your collaborations work, they most certainly do.
John
I agree with Tinks. The imagery is superb. It has a story-like feel to it. Just correct the spelling of the word 'frivolous'. I know how easy it is to make typos. I've gone back and read some of my stuff and literally groaned so always appreciate it when people point things out.
A wonderful write. Congrats Jon and Carole!
Chanti
I love the imagery used - a quote I've often heard came to me while reading these lines penned by you and Carole - those that forget history are condemned to repeat it - very well done, Jon!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
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Reviewed on April 4, 2009
The ghostly shadows of wars past....and tales will be told the same, of the wars now.
Very compelling writing
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Sheila
Wonderful Collab. with Carole M
The imageries are amazingly done and felt!
HANG TOUGH still comes to mind!
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings of Love and Peace, Warrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
Ron
As I said in the review to Carole's posting I regret I don't know enough about American history, but the poem stands by itself, and your collaborations work, they most certainly do.
John
A wonderful write. Congrats Jon and Carole!
Chanti
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Very compelling writing