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Forever Nineteen

Remembering our bicycle chaperone

6 total reviews 
Comment from Aussie
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Patricia would be smiling at your poem. She is free and whole, waiting for you. Memories of a time past, forty-seven years seems like yesterday. Nothing is ever lost, merely transition to the next home. Well done. K.

 Comment Written 18-May-2019

reply by the author on 22-Jun-2019
    Thank you Aussie for a great review. So glad you enjoyed.

    Best
    John
Comment from WryWriter
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A beautiful, well-written, and very sad poem of loss. The artwork choice perfect for this theme. Doves...the symbol of God's spirit and gift through faith of eternal life by the risen savior, Jesus Christ...the peace giver.

 Comment Written 16-May-2019

reply by the author on 22-Jun-2019
    Thank you Wry for a great review. So glad you enjoyed.

    Best
    John
Comment from Rachelle Allen
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This is heart-wrenching, John. I'm so sorry to read this sad remembrance. But it's beautifully done, and a perfect tribute to your loved one. xo

 Comment Written 15-May-2019

reply by the author on 16-May-2019
    This poem was years in the making. It was hiding deep finally popped out.

    I missed the 47th anniversary of Pat's death which was in March. She was 19 years old and perished in a fire on the first day her new job with six other office girls and one young man. They were trapped with barred windows preventing their escape. She was only identified by her bracelet. This happened in Dublin, Ireland 1972. Noyeks was the name of the company housed in an old pre Victorian building that was destroyed. I only heard about it some weeks later as I lived in Manchester England.

    Pat was my childhood "girlfriend", days of innocence, who I would see once a year when we visited my grandmother for our family Summer holidays. I had not been to Ireland for three years so we had grown up and lost touch. No internet back then. She has haunted me for a few years because I never had closure. In Ireland, there have been a couple of documentaries about her and the other victims. Her sister recently died so there is no one left to remember her. There is a plaque on the street where they died with there names. It is placed high on a building so you can barely see it. Last year I was able to discover where she was buried so I am planning to finally visit her grave on my next visit to Ireland to pay my respects at last.
Comment from James W. Reynolds
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This is a melancholy but effective tribute to sorrow and loss. There are several arresting lines here, such as the possibility of smoke having mercy and, of course, the final lines of wishing to have not let go. Nice work.

 Comment Written 15-May-2019

reply by the author on 22-Jun-2019
    Thank you James for a great review. So glad you enjoyed.

    Best
    John
Comment from Gail Denham
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Oh this is quite beautiful "I wish I had not let go" - what a thought. This is indeed an excellent look at the memory of a friend. and I'm sorry to hear of this loss.

 Comment Written 15-May-2019

reply by the author on 22-Jun-2019
    Thank you Gail for a great review. So glad you enjoyed.

    Best
    John
Comment from Cybertron1986
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I find this piece relative to my own life. It reflects the enduring feelings of lost and regret. I feel as if someone I had lost spoke through your words. Thank you for sharing

 Comment Written 15-May-2019

reply by the author on 22-Jun-2019
    Thank you Cybertron for a great review. So glad you enjoyed.

    Best
    John