Wearing boys clothes to help me with my disguise,
Knowing if I am caught I will meet my demise.
Crossing enemy lines in the dead calm of night,
Helping my boys in grey while swallowing my fright.
Secret dispatches that absolutely must make it through,
So the men in grey can live to fight the men in blue.
A woman alone, holding destiny in my small hands,
Risking my life, I am more than willing to take a stand.
With a fake smile and a low cut dress, entertaining the men,
Learning information, it's the only way I know how to defend.
I will keep company with the enemy if I must,
Luring them in with their open eyed lust.
Living day by day, my smile not reaching my eyes,
Gaining their open trust, while they believe my lies.
Author notes
This is about how the women in the civil war did what ever was needed to help their husbands, fathers, and brothers.
Written July 5th, 2006
In a list
A contest entry
- Poems on the Civil War by ourgirlFriday.
600 points, ended April 24, 2008, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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People did what they needed to do or died trying... The other alternative was even less glamourous... deserting the cause or turning traitor... Well done!
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So true...you have done an exceptional job capturing the spirit of women in the Civil War. Their courage sometimes went unnoticed..Congrats on the silver.
**Ktulu Blackwolfe**
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Very poignant... packs a lot of punch into a few lines. Congratulations on the silver.
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Very True
Of many a woman spy in the American Civil War, like Belle Boyd and others. Wonderful rhyme, keeping with the theme throughout! I'm glad you chose to write on women during the Civil War! Good luck in the contest!
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