Find Another Queue

True story placed here on the eve of a forthcoming 40 year school reunion

FIND ANOTHER QUEUE

Diane did it once

In a public telephone box

Outside our school

 

Later she grew famous

Until the ninth month

Of her fourteenth year

 

Diane was buried yesterday

Between the graves

Of a German and a Jew

 

Now listen friend

If you are too ashamed to remember her

Then find another queue 

Author's Note

We all envied whatshisname but that was a long time ago

Reviews

[alanwgraham]

I must admit Nigel that I find this a bit enigmatic. I like the style of it - spare and direct. Your 40th anniversary should prove interesting. Lives diverge in interesting ways. As does our own.
I'd like to know more about Diane.
Regards.
Alan

[Neville]

Thank you Alan, you visiting these words of mine is very much appreciated... What else can I tell you about Diane that has not already been said.. not a lot, but if you have any particular question, please feel able to pm me.... Take care and all good things, my friend...... Neville

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville... I am very touched by your poem... knowing history and fear of ways
it may repeat itself. We are all products of our past... we learn as we live and grow.
Sharing is through poetry... and can be healing for so many. A way of paying our respect
to an innocent soul. truly, Pat

[Neville]

I shall never forget Diane my friend.. so many others tried to.. hence I think these words.... Bless you Pat....many thanks indeed..... Neville

[Patricia Wedel]

I think of many of my classmates, and what they endured... only a handful at our 50th Class Reunion.
some present were pious... the good often die young. truly, Pat

[Neville]

How very true you are Pat.

Neville

[BBP]

I enjoyed this one. I could play a whole movie in my head off these small amounts of words. Well done.

[Neville]

How very kind BBP.... thank you.

Neville

[Edie Blue Starfish]

that is such a sad story, so young to be in such a predicament at 14, and too young to pass...

[Neville]

yes absolutely.. and thank you for visiting ... Neville

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Memories to be cherished, make us smile make us gasp- but always to last- life is for living - giving- receiving- just never lose the meaning🌹where the mind wanders??🌹

[Neville]

you are bang on .. life is for living, giving and loving and yes... my mind is constantly wandering too, thank you kindly K .. N:)

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

Thanking u for u urself and poetry🌹

[Neville]

............... :) 🌹

[Crowley]

No mincing of words here, its why I like your style, that and your hair is probably always on point. This one took me aback a bit and I did not know what to think at first. As it sunk in, I found it so honest that I think you have invented a new style of poetry, but then again you are always to the point aren't you. this one is a gripper....

[Neville]

I am currently sporting a new beard and my barnet is a 0.5 back and sides with a little bit more on top, so as it might be spiked it if I need to look taller in order to get into the cinema... getting me bikini line done tomorrow mane.. bless ya Crowley.
Neville :)

[lightsong]

I want to say first how sad I'm to know it's a true story my loving friend, this is truly sad... a 14 old girl or a boy is just a child, a child can't carry or have a child, I think of education now, how parents should educate their children about their sexuality, bodies and sex, what is right and wrong at that young age. if someone don't want to remember Diane then they must find another queue, but at least they can learn a lesson from her tragic story even to teach their children about it. Your heart always the gentlest my dear Neville, Bless You*

[Neville]

your insight appreciation and understanding are all evident here in your extraordinarily kind review note dear friend... yes it is a sad but true account of events that happened long ago, but had quite an impact on me and my little world at the time..... and bless You too G... Neville

[lightsong]

You make me blush my friend :) and I can imagine how all of that would leave an impact on someone as gentle as You specially at that young sensitive age.

[Neville]

.............................. :)

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Just too phenomenal for me to say a word.
I think I should just keep quiet.
You've scape through my mind and make me think how life brings men from birth to death.

[Neville]

I'm lost for words too, & that does not often happen, cheers.. Neville

[Fran Marie]

A rough road journey in life for Diane ..so sad...I think we all know o knew .a few of these unfortunate souls .so well penned and expressed here dear friend..

[Neville]

thank you kindly Fran Marie, your visit and consideration of these words is much appreciated and true... Neville

[Chris Shaw]

This is a sad poem. We had our Diane's at school too. She sounds as though she was a troubled soul who found herself a grave earlier than she should have done. I reckon she was probably compensating for the lack of love she got anywhere else. And of course a baby at 14. No doubt she was parted from that poor little mite as well. In our school we had Merryl. Pregnant at 15 and sent off to Scotland where she gave birth. A few months later, she was taking her O levels. I think of the grief of being parted from your baby and whether these young girls ever got over that. Tragic.

Chris

[Neville]

yes, very sad a lovely girl & taken far too soon, as are many... thank you Chris