Today a dear friend of mine and I had a bit of a retreat if you will... we went to the Antietam battlefield, to a little bridge that is picturesque and amazing. For me, this was supporting a friend, nothing more, nothing less. I knew that we would have a great time together, and it would be good for me as well, but this was really all about her. While we were sitting though, I started imagining the battle. For those of you that know me, my imagination can go a little nuts sometimes! But here i sit leaned up against a stonewall and I'm picturing the battle raging around me. Then like a snap of the fingers, I saw what actually was going on around me. This poem came to me after that happened.
Blood gushing, screams echoing
Water running, birds chirping
Bombs exploding, horses neighing
Crickets singing, cars purring
The difference, then and now
So stark, so contrasting
What must've been
Replaced with what now is
Look around, all evidence gone
Grass so green, sky so blue
Not a trace of the devastation
But under the surface it still sits
Bloody tree roots, bullet casings
Life flourishes and covers
To an untrained eye all is calm
But to those that know
The battlefield awakens
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