Jeff Fleischer Poems

My Dearest Juliette,
I am safe for the moment at Sheridan's camp near the hills of Gettysburg. My clothes are wet and torn, as well as caked with mud and full of blood. I escaped with my life after barely getting a snapshot of Lee riding his trusty steed, Traveller.

The might roar of cannon and clouds of rising smoke filled the air as bullets whizzed by me to my right and to my left. As I ran toward Sherman's camp, a Yankee was shot in the leg and fell on me, as he bled profusely. I managed to get to my feet and continue running. It seemed like an eternity until I finally made it back to camp.
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I just lost the game of love,
And now I know how you feel.
Like a ship without a wheel.
Like it hurts to care
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There will be peace.
Do not fear.
From your eye,
Wipe that tear.
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I need you in my life.
Stop my heart from feeling strife.
Help me find a way
To make you want to stay.
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We were herded like cattle.
Slaughtered like sheep.
Burnt like incense.
Physically destroyed and obliterated.
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I was passing the playground
And I stopped to watch a teenage girl
Pushing a little boy on a swing,
While a little girl rode around
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Out the window, I stare
On a train bound for nowhere,
Trying to figure out why I was so scared
To entertain the notion that I loved you
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I hope you feel the same way I do
When I make love to you.
When I've got you under the covers.
Forever we'll be lovers.
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Deep in the forest the battle raged on.
Canons roared and shells exploded.
The Confederate flag was torn to shreds
From enemy fire.
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I made so many stupid mistakes.
Had so many heartaches.
Didn't do what it takes.
Found out my feelings were misplaced.
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