|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Such a meaningful sharing, Christine. Your verses engage the reader to think... ...and to appreciate. Love and best wishes to you,
|Reviewed by Odin Roark
|Giving tribute to veterans, as well as loved ones, is never an easy task, given the sincerity that most often accompanies such experiences. Here, however, you've conjoined your brush with his canvas and painted a truly compassionate and game-changing picture of a soldier who knows of beauty, even as he labors at the task of war. Inspiring.|
|Reviewed by Joyce Bell
|AMAZING! GOD IS 'SO' AMAZING! A WONDERFUL WORK FILLED WITH THE SADNESS AND JOY OF A SOLDIER'S SURVIVAL. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by D. Vaineo
|Christine, We never know what are fate is going to
be until fate faces us squarely in the face...
Another great write!
|Reviewed by dan Rosenhagen
|This is magnificent Christine, I love the "new found maturity" line. such a subtle way to express their rearing within the hell of a battle field. The red white and blue font is so creative.
Such a master you are.
touched by your art
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|The jaunty piccolo has such a cheery sound which resonates like shell-shock through the ghastly realisations and disbelief. Reality can be hard to grasp when music literally transports us to another place. The agonising duallism is captured admirably by your final lines:
As into the dusking night he drifts
Blinded by the shocking green of survival.
And spurred by the vision of her welcome home eyes.
Survival is a fine thread by which we can dangle precariously between the jaws of gratitude and guilt. And a forever tangled web. As always, great writing, Christine. xx
|Reviewed by Andy Turner
|Oh heck, how oftentimes he must lament the loss of his regiment.
Such are the drums of war. I'd have a plethora of emotions.
In your words one can hear the horrific sounds of men being downed and visualise the carnage. Exceptional writing, for you big ole hero!
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|We're all grateful to your father for his contribution. I see that music runs in the family. It's a charming story about how your father was saved by his music.
|Reviewed by Sheila Roy
|I enjoyed all the little details in this poem, Christine. A great sense of Fate, and you really took us to that feeling of being just on the edge of danger with every move. Awesome.
|Reviewed by Axilea MU
|There are many ways in which music can save your life. There is a wonderful rhythm in the piece and at the same time, it is very visual too.
"Military sorrows in silvery joy
Step upon step, staccato melting into legato’s last breath"
love these lines...
"Blinded by the shocking green of survival.
And spurred by the vision of her welcome home eyes."
|Reviewed by jude forese
|strange how a single event can alter the course of one's life ... a fine tribute you presented here ...|
|Reviewed by Chip Bergeron
|Sometimes a person's life gets spared by the strangest and most unuasual thing...
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Christine,your poetry is very special,thank you for sharing it here!|
|Reviewed by John Bidwell
|Have you seen on Youtube "Alice Dancing Under the gallows"?
What an amazing reminder this is that music surrounds and saves the most beautiful people.
I got a Piccilo tom with a splash cymbol for my birthday back in January. Wish I had more time for it- and for writing.
Sweet words Christine.
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|Lovely tribute to your father, Christine....and a very interesting story as well....Powerful impact!
|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|The day the music lived. And so the music was transferred to the new Miss American pie generation. Bye and Bye he must be very proud of you. Patrick|
|Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
|your very existence on this earth is due to the fact that your father played the piccolo. now isn't that a trip. we're all members of the inches and seconds club. great poem!|
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
|An interesting write CT, your father was blessed. r|
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|Oh my Chistine this took my breath away and gave me a tear..what a story, piccolo will forever sing in one's heart~
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Quite a powerful piece for Memorial Day, Christine.|
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Very well written enjoyed sweet lady...Hugsss|
|Reviewed by Kenny Moon
|I hope your old Dad is sound as a pound, Christine. What a lucky escape he had thanks to his silver piccolo. Something like that stays with you all your life. He must be very thoughtful and grateful for every day.
I must get out that old penny whistle before they start WWIII! kenny
|Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather
|it's neat to have moments of history in your family written down to share with next generations. nice write, Chris......Morgan|
|Reviewed by Vivian Dawson
|Pain and sorrow...uplifted so tender
and lyrical, via the music of your poetry.
|Reviewed by TONY NERONE
|This was a fine tribute to your Dad, Christine. The sound of the Piccolo is very under-rated.
Peace and Love
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|Some story, Christine!
Salvation often comes in the most
unexpected, unusual ways, but it is salvation
Love the images you employ in the writing:
thoughtful, relevant and resonant.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|My Dad was on the front lines as a Private in the Canadian Army, when I wrote his story about WWII I read the letters he had written home to my Mom...and it amazed me not only the courage of these men but also their sense of humour.
|Reviewed by Richard King
|".... And spurred by the vision of her welcome home eyes...." WOW!!! You are the wordmaster, dear Christine. The perfect ending to a fantastic poem. Thanks Dick
|Reviewed by Laura Fall
|A fascinating write well done and told amazingly indeed Laura
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|My brother in ww2 as spared in like manner but for different reasons.
God blessed your father with a long and happy life. You have written another masterpiece of poetic, word crafted imagery. that is stunning.
|Reviewed by Mark Lichterman
|Vividly, beautifully written words, as we have come to expect from you, Christine. Vividly beautiful and yet frightening. How proud of you your father must be.
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Bless the piccolo and bless your dad on this Memorial Day,
from one of the young WWII navy vets who made it back.
Christine, your capture of time and place, superb.
|Reviewed by Lonnie Hicks
|so wonderfully written|
|Reviewed by Joy Hale
|An amazing portrayal of one soldiers experience in World War Two. You write of war as if you had been there, making the experience so real for your viewers. Very good, Christine. Thanks for sharing.
Joy L. Hale
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|I imagine I, too would be grateful for the piccolo, but some guilt that I wasn't with my platoon. It is one of those achingly tough things to deal with I would imagine.
The story, told in poem, is mesmerizing. I can picture the exploding mud and the smells and the screams. You pain a vivid picture of the whole drama, only to be bested by the very last line.