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Replete with Colonial Army spirits

Though I posted the following poem
(B)efore (C)ovid, a sense
of glee donned my being

the notion arose to trumpet anew

said literary handily crafted endeavor.

 

Not far from here – Perkiomen Valley -
Schwenksville, Pennsylvania

regular folks going about their business
unwittingly participated in history,

a couple scant few years
after the American Revolution.

Two hundred forty three
(12.3 score) years ago

countless stripling soldiers
strapping farming homeboys

healthy agrarian lads

raised among generations

 

unseasoned lads in summer re:
offspring original settlers heirs

family acreage encompassed
wide uninterrupted forested swaths

across sprawling vistas
sparsely populated enclaves,

 

now heavily industrialized
lovely bones occupying
unmarked never known graves
buried amidst avast
cleft rapacious urbanization
long forgotten innocent youths

hailing within then bucolic
Montgomery, Delaware and Chester county

forsook their young precious lives

voluntarily promising sons

risking life and limb
more often former versus latter

sacrificing stripling flesh

encompassing urbanized tracts

quite familiar to yours truly

suddenly made aware

unbeknownst till yesterday
informative literary handiwork

titled \"A Glimpse of Freedom\"

engagingly written by Douglas Shupinski

details innocently naive country bumpkins

sacrificing potential sweat of brow,
albeit grueling labor

fostering holistic existence

transforming boyz to men
hardened green soldiers
into battle weary fighters

regarding, kickstarting, envisioning
inchoate cause named freedom

emancipating fledgling America

against British throne
awareness percolates,
perturbs, permeates psyche

synchronizing, manifesting, galvanizing

how past historical events

within close proximity,

where I mostly resided
since birth, now experience

absorption, communion, edification...

with dead souls

nearly deathly quiet

only most perceptive can detect!