|Reviewed by John Domino
Thank you for such a wonderful poem!
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|How ever did I missed this outstanding Write
Glad Iwas Surfing the den
Thank You Jackie
Love & Peace
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|Thank you, Jackie, for reinforcing to me that the tragedy of war is FOR ALL TIME AND FOR ALL PEOPLES. The scale of the ravages can never ever be over-estimated. I can only visualise, usually, the fields of Flanders and the Normandy beaches... but your despairing words here clutch at my heart and make me actually SEE the enormity, globally, of what it is we need to feel, understand and remember... EVERY DAY!!! Thank you for taking my vision wider than the purely local and historic, which is what our November 11th tends to be about. Kate xx|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Ours is November eleven but hey... ...the meanning is the same and thank you, Micke. Love and peace,
|Reviewed by John Leko
|...in agreement...your pen reminds me that I am...and I thank you for this.
wonderful tribute...the color of one flower...you give us to remember so many.
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Heartbreaking truisms Micke! You tell it so well,
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
|Beautiful and honorable write. Priorities are skewed (its a fact) and judgement is looming, even at the door. Many blessings dear and talented woman ...|
|Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper
|great tribute Jackie, and it does hold oceans, oceans our soldiers died and fought on, :( hugs|
|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|They led freedom's cause around the world through the centuries of our history. Let no man forget this debt of gratitude. JMW|
|Reviewed by Bernice Angoh
|THis is POWERFUL!!!!!!! Very thought provoking, loveit.|
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|I often wonder the very same, Micke - what's happened to this once great nation of ours. And I truly hope your message is heeded, and handed down to the youngsters of today.|
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|Beautiful my friend, I love to drive down through Tenn. about this time of year along the interstate right down the center is red poppies as far as the eye can behold! Love the flowers, love the message within the flower itself...excellent write my friend!
|Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson
|Thanks for sharing this..|
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|Good wake up call for all of us to take heed.|
|Reviewed by Bonnie May
|Our soldiers are in my prayers and thoughts, they will not be forgotten. Wonderful, touching write. With people like you, they are loved and remembered. Love, Bonnie|
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|The Eleventh Commandment should have been "You shall not forget" because after Memorial Day the vast mayority does.
|Reviewed by Tactfully Naive
|You wouldn't believe the anti-military attitude that has infested UK society today. It is incredibly irrational. It manifests itself in frenzied hatred, and largely stems from the self-loathing left that hates anything to do with Western values, the very values that gives these folk the freedom to voice this hatred openly without fear of oppression. The malignant influence of extreme Islam has added fuel and also takes part in voicing this hatred with impunity.
The memory of WW1 and the veterans of WW2 must despair at this poisonous sore that desperately needs to be lanced before it's too late to rescue the values that our brave men and women in the military defend, and for which millions of young men died for.
We salute their esteemed memory and also their precious names.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Shame on those who don't remember the REAL reason behind Memorial Day: the sacrifices made by our brave men and women who served and continue TO serve our great nation!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( *SALUTE*
Much needed reminder; forget about the stupid sales!! REMEMBER OUR VETERANS FIRST!!!!
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Wonderful poem, Micke. Source of the red poppies is probably the WWI
poem In Flanders Fields, written on the battlefield by Lt. Col. John McCrae (May 3, 1915). The poem reads in part:
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row...
Take up our quarrel with the foe;
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
in Flanders fields.
Through your poem, Micke, you hold the torch high.
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Who knows? Who will remember? I will - as the daughter of/sister of/niece of/cousin of Veterans, as well as a Veteran myself, I better remember! God bless those who unselfishly serve our nation against all enemies, foreign and domestic - I wonder if the enemy lies in plain sight - apathy. Sad. Well done, and thank YOU for honoring us, the lucky ones who made it home, and those who paid the ultimate price - sacrificing their lives.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|I wonder indeed! Seems that nothing is sacred anymore unless there is a dollar sign attached and I find that to be very sad....
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|I do remember the red poppies and always will. The white crosses are for purity too and thank you for reminding us that the soldiers over there do not forget us either.|
|Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER
|History repeats itself because of forgetfulness Micke, Bless You!