Sunday, May 6, 2012

A Page Of History



                                                  Crystal chandeliers hang in the parlor
                                                  a stately, old house all alone
                                                  the silence is waiting to stir
                                                  as time has swiftly marched on

                                                  Soldiers once gathered to rest there
                                                  when the darkness fell each night
                                                  the vivid stories of warfare
                                                  became more horrid at war's height

                                                  The walls wore a secret disguise
                                                  passage ways  led to the unknown
                                                  during many dark and dreary skies
                                                  she offered a safe refuge and home

                                                  The crystal chandeliers are hanging
                                                   those big doors are open wide
                                                   the fireplace mantles are crumbling
                                                   still, she surrounds herself with pride

                                                   With her colonial style and manner
                                                    what a grand, old lady is she
                                                    today she waves an honored banner
                                                    on a page of civil war history



                                                   Susie Swanson, 2012
                                                    
                                                  

24 comments:

  1. Very interesting! As awful as the Civil War was, it still fascinates us doesn't it.

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    1. Yes it sure does and I think I bit off more than I could chew on this one..kind of hit a dead end but I am fascinated by the Civil War..thank you.

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  2. The home where I was raised was started in the last year of the Civil War and finished the following year, I always heard. It killed me to sell it.

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  3. Hi Susie, I love the poem, it gave me chills, I could just imagine the old rooms, dusty chandelier and the crumbling mantels suddenly coming alive with color as the curtain of time was brushed away and it was the 1860's again! The soldiers hot and tired, falling asleep wherever they happened to sit down, women running back and forth with water and refreshments. These old homes have such stories to tell! You just brought that all to life with your poem. Thank you for popping over to my new blog and for your sweet and encouraging comments! I am so glad you liked it, it really means a lot to me. Have a lovely evening ahead and rest well! With Love, Delisa :)

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    1. Thank you Delisa, you just made it come more alive with your description..I love your new Blog and I'm looking forward to following..

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  4. I just found your blog. Your poems are wonderful and your photos are truly spectacular! I look forward to following along and enjoying more of what you share. :)

    Jenn

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    1. Thank you so much, I'm glad you like it..I paid a visit to yours and I will follow it..it's beautiful and very interesting..

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  5. Wow! This lovely old house sure has an interesting history. This is a wonderful poem about the Civil War.

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  6. I just loved your poem today. Stories of these homes always facinated me. I grew up reading the Elsie Dinsmore series, which used the Civil War as the setting and time frame. I remember how they hid the slaves, etc. Thanks for sharing this today! Soooo good!

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    1. Thank you Cora,I like reading about it too..that's awesome..

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  7. Very interesting poem, Susie. You are very good at telling stories in your poems. :)

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  8. Susie, Your poem made me think of Draydon mansion
    in Charleston. My daughter and I toured it , on our vacation. I love the history, it was saved from Sherman's firey march to the sea. Some one had hung a yellow flag at the end of the road into the mansion...meaning yellow fever, which scared the yankees away. Smiles, Susie

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    1. Oh I would love to see it, I love the history to, surrounding these old houses..Thank you so much.

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    2. I've heard about the yellow flag and what it stood for..

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  9. Your words brought to life the old victorian mansion, although for some reason while reading, I invisioned an old victorian woman, strong with age and life experience, dusting off her crumbling mantle putting a vintage lace covering on it with a vase of fresh roses atop...inviting the weary travelor to warm himself near the fire. (old houses are like that for me..they come to life sometimes)
    Thank you for the nice comment on my blog...I am glad to have found your beautiful blog and will follow.
    ~God Bless~
    Lisa

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    1. Thank you so much Lisa, glad you were able to envision that..I saw her too, while writing it but didn't go any farther with it..Happy to have you and hope you will enjoy..I'm looking forward to following your journey.

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  10. Hi Susie. I enjoyed your Page of History! I am also fascinated by old houses and the history inside their walls.

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    1. Thank you Janet, they do have so many stories to tell..

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  11. Love that picture (first one)

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