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Array ( [sid] => 41328 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Alamo, In Repose [time] => 2004-04-01 15:11:36 [hometext] => A tale inspired by reading Rita's Colors of Texas.. my version of a tribute to the heroes of the Alamo. [bodytext] => The Alamo,
where they stood,
shoulder to shoulder,
outnumbered a thousand to one.

The bravest men of Texas,
and their hardy women too,
standing at the nexus,
of Santa Anna's troops.

Beyond that lonely line,
drawn in that grainy sand,
by a naked sabre blade,
their voice were of as one.

"We'll stay!" out comes aloud,
a death knell if there ever was one,
with a single messenger their redoubt,
buying precious time for Houston's advance.

So stood the Alamo,
alone and in defense,
the saviour of Texas,
against the horde beyond the river grand.

Their mettle was tested,
both women and the men,
against cannon shells and bullets,
bayonets and sabre thrusts.

Till one by one they fell,
Bowie and Crockett too,
giants among men,
sons of Texas true.

In the morning that follows,
the end of all their forms,
lying bloodied broken,
dead but of reknown.

As Santa Anna's army paused,
jubilant in their cause,
burning their dead victims,
in a pyre seen for miles.

So rides the men of General Houston,
rallying to their aid,
"For The Alamo!" their mission,
on Santa Anna's tail.

But beyond the victory
the triump of Houston's band,
lies the heavy price of victory,
the sacrifice of Alamo and it's men.

So sound the distant trumpets,
beat the silent drum,
bow your head in reverence,
as we remember their names resound.

The Alamo,
where they stood,
shoulder to shoulder,
outnumbered a thousand to one. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 43 [informant] => baronhawk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
The Alamo, In Repose

Contributed by baronhawk on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 03:11:36 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



The Alamo,
where they stood,
shoulder to shoulder,
outnumbered a thousand to one.

The bravest men of Texas,
and their hardy women too,
standing at the nexus,
of Santa Anna's troops.

Beyond that lonely line,
drawn in that grainy sand,
by a naked sabre blade,
their voice were of as one.

"We'll stay!" out comes aloud,
a death knell if there ever was one,
with a single messenger their redoubt,
buying precious time for Houston's advance.

So stood the Alamo,
alone and in defense,
the saviour of Texas,
against the horde beyond the river grand.

Their mettle was tested,
both women and the men,
against cannon shells and bullets,
bayonets and sabre thrusts.

Till one by one they fell,
Bowie and Crockett too,
giants among men,
sons of Texas true.

In the morning that follows,
the end of all their forms,
lying bloodied broken,
dead but of reknown.

As Santa Anna's army paused,
jubilant in their cause,
burning their dead victims,
in a pyre seen for miles.

So rides the men of General Houston,
rallying to their aid,
"For The Alamo!" their mission,
on Santa Anna's tail.

But beyond the victory
the triump of Houston's band,
lies the heavy price of victory,
the sacrifice of Alamo and it's men.

So sound the distant trumpets,
beat the silent drum,
bow your head in reverence,
as we remember their names resound.

The Alamo,
where they stood,
shoulder to shoulder,
outnumbered a thousand to one.




Copyright © baronhawk ... [ 2004-04-01 15:11:36]
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Re: The Alamo, In Repose (User Rating: 1 )
by Jellybellyprincess on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 03:37:01 PM AEST
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A worthy tribute.

Well done.

God bless,
Ellen


Re: The Alamo, In Repose (User Rating: 1 )
by Necromant on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 03:40:27 PM AEST
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Hmm this poem got me interested in reading that book you mentioned. Must be an interesting book. Great write!
Anne :D


Re: The Alamo, In Repose (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 04:11:31 PM AEST
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This poem gave me goosebumps! Well since I am a native Texan and my father is obsessed and enthralled with history, I grew up on these stories. I loved this one! Kie


Re: The Alamo, In Repose (User Rating: 1 )
by twinkletoes on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 06:05:50 PM AEST
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I love this type of poem, i also love the pride and honour of the men and women of the Alamo....3 cheers for you.

tt


Re: The Alamo, In Repose (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 06:21:15 PM AEST
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What a magnificent tribute to the men and women of the Alamo. I have great pride in my state and even though they are now trying to change history on us I will continue to believe what I was taught. My great-great grandfather was a Texas Ranger. We still have his handgun and certificates. I feel pride everytime I saddle my horse and ride across stretches of range as I know this is not possible for many people. This is wonderful and I want to thank you very much. I am sure most peoples are proud of their home state. I am just so glad mine is Texas.

Hugs,
Rita




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