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.
I retrieve the boxes of books from the loft,
unpacking with all the care and attention
of an archaeological dig,
I blow the dust off the volumes and flick through the pages
as though to wake the poets from their slumber.
I sit cross-legged on the carpet
surrounded by books, by words,
immersed in the splendour of poetry,
the words dancing before my eyes
to a tune only they and I can hear.
I feel the warmth of a fire-side
from centuries past,
I read in the glow of flickering flames,
flames long turned to ash
that still burn and glow hot.
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Tom Dylan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A poem about how I recently came back to poetry. I was trying to capture the feeling of dusting off those old poetry books again.
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In such a case dust can be seen as a friend…. Brings me back to those private audiences that made me feel at home! Liked and Faved 🤩🙏🏻🕊
Completely agree. I do like a dusty bookshop and yellow-paged paperback books. Thanks a lot for your comments, as always, my friend.
Likewise! I spend or used to spend much quality time like that 🙏🏻🕊️
Embers of memories still glow beneath the ashes. Warmth still alive from a past fire will reignite into new flames. A great metaphor.
Spot on, Soren. Love the idea of new fires being started by those old flames. Thanks for your comments.. Really appreciated.
A spark from the past ignites new fires and long may they burn, enjoyed the read
Long may they burn. Completely agree. Thanks for your comments.
You are very welcome
Excellent write Tom
Thanks a lot, Tony. Really appreciated.
You're welcome
Good write Tom.
Thanks, Orchi. Appreciated.
I so get and relate with this. I love diving into a good box of old books! I love the smell (though, perhaps not the after effects with my allergies), the feel...wonderful write, Tom! 🌹👏
Thanks so much, Tristan. Really appreciate your comments. Cheers
You are welcome, Tom! Cheers
Superb work. Write on my friend.
Thanks a lot, brother. Really appreciate your comments. Cheers, Tom.
Wonderful words Tom, so glad you are back into poetry.
Andy
Yeah, I have had a pretty hectic few weeks with lots going on, but then poetry came knocking again. Thanks for your comments, mate. Really appreciated.
Never ignore the knock of poetry upon your door. If it knocks, something good will always come of it. 😉👍
Completely agree. Thanks for your comments, AP.
Nice one Tom
Cool warmth withIn the stanzas
Nice one Tom
Cool warmth withIn the stanzas
Refreshing
Thanks a lot, Reynaldo. Really appreciated.
Like this poem Can't say I was in to Poetry when I was young; came quite late. My Childhood .books are Annuals. The Avengers and my first Crush : Diana Rigg . Poetry itself .
Yeah, I sometimes put my poetry books away, but I always come back to them. Thanks so much for your comments. Really appreciated. And the Avengers and Mrs Peel, fantastic. 🙂
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