Notice of absence from Tom Dylan
Sorry if there is a delay in responses. Sometimes life gets in the way. As John Lennon said, life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.
Sorry if there is a delay in responses. Sometimes life gets in the way. As John Lennon said, life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.
My parents don’t do poetry,
they read novels not poetry collections,
preferring chapters to stanzas.
My parents don’t do poetry,
yet they point out every spoken word night in the area,
sending me screenshots and saving newspaper clippings.
My parents don’t do poetry,
or so they tell me, when I excitedly recite
wonderful lines from my new favourite poet.
My parents don’t do poetry
yet they come along to each of my readings,
whooping and cheering, clapping and pointing,
that’s my boy.
My parents don’t do poetry,
but on each bookshop and library visit,
they scour the poetry section
so they can buy me a new book for my collection.
My parents don’t do poetry
yet they have a favourite poet
who shares their last name,
and who wouldn’t be a poet without them.
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Tom Dylan (
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- Published: March 13th, 2025 03:50
- Comment from author about the poem: My parents don't do poetry, but they also kinda do.
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Poetry is more than words it can be shown in love and so it is in this poem. A great poem that builds from the very start of zero to the end where I am convinced that your parents understand the heart of poetry.
Thanks so much, Soren. I am sure you are right. Really appreciate your comments as always.
They support you so much thatβs plenty of poetry to go around in the family. In my neck of the woods being a poet is anathema and they turn a blind eye lest I turn into pariah. My dad in his last decade started trolling my poetry on the net. So there was a kindly turn. ππ»π
My parents do support my efforts at poetry and do encourage my interest, but they often say, but we do not do poetry. But yeah, their support and encouragement really motivates me too. Thanks so much for your comments, my friend. Really appreciated.
Your poem and experience in poetry is truly inspiring ππ»π
Thanks so much for saying so. It is comments like these that keep me inspired too. Cheers, mate.
Cheersππ»ποΈ(Likewise)ποΈππ»
They might think they don't but they do and without realizing it are part of poetry as well, loved the read
Exactly that! Spot on. Thanks a lot for your comments. Cheers, Tom.
You are very welcome
Indeed, my parents don't do poetry either; yet, I do and they raised me. Must be something to it! π€·ββοΈ But this poem did get me thinking. My parents sure did support my poetic efforts when I was younger and, well, they still do. So, that counts for a lot, methinks. Well done, Tom. πΉπ
Spot on, Tristan. That is exactly it. My parents brought me up to enjoy books and reading. I have been writing short stories for years, and I see poetry as the other side of the very same coin. Yep, I blame the parents. π Thanks for your comments. Really appreciated.
For sure. You're welcome!
Excellent write Tom
Thanks, Tony. Really appreciate your comments.
You're welcome
Very cool. I feel the warmth.
Thanks a lot for your comments, brother. Really appreciated.
Good write Tom.
Thanks a lot, Orchi. π
A fine write, Tony. Moms and Dads forever ours.
Thanks a lot, Jerry. Completely agree. Cheers, Tom.
Aww, this is too gorgeous. I love, love, LOVE it! Delightfully rendered with a waltzing rhythm, excellent imagery and joyful poignancy. Thank you so very much for sharing!
Thanks so much, Missy. Really appreciate your comments as always. My parents always say they dont do poetry but they are so supportive of my attempts. Bless em!
Different pockets in the same pair of pants Tom. One writes whiles the other reads and supports. Great write. ππ
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