Timothy Hicks Poet Triolet

The Man of the House

You left without saying goodbye
and now I'll never know what it was like,
to have you teach me, eye to eye.
You left without saying goodbye.
Now who will show me how to ride a bike
or chide me when I tell a lie?
You left without saying goodbye
and now I'll never know what it was like.



NOTE: Fictional.

Yet again, another old poem, but have some newer ones in the back-burner. There are so many things to write about, if only one is in the mood and state of mind to organize those thoughts into something tangible and readable.

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Suzanne Delaney May 14, 2016 at 11:30 PM Nice triolet, Timothy: Was thinking about you today. Getting ready for the packers. In a few weeks we'll be flying out of here. So many details to take care of. The Muse will return again when you are settled. Mine has taken a hike on me, often lol. SuZ Timothy Hicks May 18, 2016 at 12:13 AM The Muse comes and goes ... I suppose we must make the best of it. When it gets closer to crunch time is when things get really hectic ... hope you can be settled in soon and all the craziness will soon be over.

Eve Roper May 14, 2016 at 8:40 PM Love your poem, Timothy, Congratulations on Poem of the day :) Timothy Hicks May 18, 2016 at 12:07 AM Long time no see, Eve ... thanks for visiting :)

Janet Runyan May 14, 2016 at 4:51 PM So good. Especially for not being a true story. I heard a blues musician say the blues writers can get inspiration from anywhere, they aren't just sad people, they can take from other sad people. I think that's true for people who write poetry as well and you did a really good job Timothy Hicks May 18, 2016 at 12:02 AM Why thank you Janet, for giving me such an insightful comment to read. Yes, I definitely agree with you ... we can envision ourselves in so many different situations (some we've never been in) that it feels real to the reader ... that's the blessing and the curse to the writer.

Cindi Rockwell May 14, 2016 at 3:13 PM Nice write. Congrats on POTD! ~Cindi~ Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 11:53 PM Thank you Cindi!

Manmath Dalei May 14, 2016 at 1:32 PM Timothy, I am very excited to read a new poem from u after a long gap. A big congrats from me on ur POTD............//:) hugs Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 11:47 PM That means a lot to me, Manmath ... I thank you for your kind support and encouragement!

Connie Marcum Wong May 14, 2016 at 1:21 PM Congratulations on being honored with POTD Timothy! ; ) Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 11:40 PM Thanks Connie!

Sandra Haight May 14, 2016 at 1:17 PM Sad but well-written Triolet, Timothy. Congratulations on Poem Of The Day! Sandra Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 11:31 PM Thanks Sandra!

Anne-Lise Andresen May 14, 2016 at 12:54 PM - Congratulations with your "old" poem that became "new" today, Tim :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 11:23 PM Thanks Anne the Sunshine Smile :) You just never know when POTD will show up ... I sure wasn't expecting it ...

Jan Allison May 14, 2016 at 12:25 PM Sad poem Tim so glad its fictional for you - for other's it is a stark reality congrats on POD:-) hugs Jan xx Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 11:18 PM All too true, Jan. Thanks for the stop and the congrats ... was pleasantly surprised ...

Eileen Manassian May 14, 2016 at 10:31 AM Congrats, dear one. Hugs Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 11:12 PM Thanks again Eileen!

Charlie Smith May 14, 2016 at 10:20 AM Unfortunately not uncommon for too many young men. Congratulations Master Tin for POTD honors... Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 11:12 PM Thanks Charlie ... I for sure wasn't expecting to get POTD!

Richard Lamoureux May 13, 2016 at 6:13 PM All your pieces fall in the category of tangible and readable and we ar the benefactors. Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 11:05 PM Richard ... you just made my night ... thank you very much! :)

Paul Callus May 13, 2016 at 3:58 PM A lovely and expressive triolet, touching, too. The loss of a parent at a young age leaves a big gap in a person's life. ~ Re Eileen's comment, what about 'chide'...Regards // paul Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 10:56 PM Thanks very much for your suggestion, Paul ... I like the word "chide" a lot better :) Thanks for the stop, as always, my friend.

Laura Breidenthal May 13, 2016 at 2:17 AM Excellent one, Timothy. The repetition there makes the words even more powerful. To leave without a goodbye, that's a painful thing. Good job in illuminating that grief one may experience. Always, Laura Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 10:34 PM Thank you Laura! I don't do triolets very often, but they are fun for a change of pace ...

Red Fiery May 13, 2016 at 1:10 AM A lot to ponder here ! Timothy, it's great to read your poems again...the words are just perfect and it flows brilliantly ! Hugs Red Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 10:08 PM Thanks Red! It's good to be back posting again ... hopefully I can keep it up :)

Andrea Dietrich May 12, 2016 at 8:22 PM well, I'm glad it is fictional!! I like this older poem you are showing us. How many triolets have you done now? Yes, the list of what we can write about is ENDLESS Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 6:59 PM Perhaps about 6 or so ... haven't posted but a few, I believe. Thanks for visiting, Andrea.

James Marshall Goff May 12, 2016 at 7:04 PM Timothy....the heaviness of this poem is such that I was almost glad to quickly finish! As one can feel the emotion, your expertise was succint and then exited....well done! jimbo Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 6:48 PM Thanks for your insightful feedback, my friend ... nice to meet you :)

Tim Smith May 12, 2016 at 4:34 PM It is tough not having a parent there Tim. Even when one is around but it pulled from the family by work or alcohol. Excellent write Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 12:19 AM Very true, Tim ... parents can be absent in more ways than one. Thanks for reading and stopping by.

Eileen Manassian May 12, 2016 at 3:33 PM Nice to read you again, Tim. Nice flow to your words....Scorn ...in the sixth line got to me. Would a softer word work as well? Just some thoughts. Hugs Timothy Hicks May 16, 2016 at 11:56 PM Thanks for pointing that out, Eileen ... I'm taking Paul's suggestion and changed it to "chide" instead ... I think it's a softer word, more fitting for what I was going for.

Lin Lane May 12, 2016 at 3:13 PM Don't organize them...just let em' flow. Nice to see you, Tim. Timothy Hicks May 16, 2016 at 9:10 PM Nice to see you, too, Lin ... good advice. Organization is for filing cabinets ;)

Charmaine Chircop May 12, 2016 at 3:09 PM Tucked on my heart- strings Timothy.Well done.. A fave.>> Charma Timothy Hicks May 16, 2016 at 8:59 PM Thanks Charmaine for the lovely comment ... I don't often write in this form, so I'm happy it was well received.