Bob Dylan, And Me. Poem by Martin Swords

Martin Swords

Tiglin, Wicklow, Ireland

Bob Dylan, And Me.

Rating: 4.1


I know Bob Dylan well.
Grew up with him,
We all did.
He was the voice
We didn’t have.
Said the words
We didn’t know to say.
Such words.
He saw and sang
Of things we saw
Yet wouldn’t speak about.
Where we were awkward,
He was talkin’ out.

For forty years
I’ve looked up,
Listened up, to him.
Now changed, aged, yet
Both forever young,
I’m glad we grew together
In interesting changing times.
We never met,
But it’s alright.
We spoke.
We played our parts.
He needed me to listen all along.
The singer sings
So others hear the song.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 18 January 2016

Well written tribute to the poet AND his readers- a symbiotic relationship if there ever was one. Well done.

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Mel Tisdale 15 December 2011

I too, grew up with Bob Dylan, but we have grown apart. I went to see him live in London and walked out when I realised that the din he was making was actually Desolation Row. This is one of my favourites, yet he was more than half-way through before it dawned on me. Sad, very sad.

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Cody Simpson 15 August 2007

Dylan's maybe the only songwriter I've ever considered a poet. Great songwriter, and great poem.

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Colin J... 01 September 2007

Dylan and Cohen, they are the Masters... Great poem... Colin J...

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Sandra Fowler 22 October 2008

Wonderful tribute to Bob Dylan. When I was younger, his songs often played in the background when I was creating poetry. Kind regards, Sandra

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Manonton Dalan 18 January 2016

klap klap klap a dedicated fan...

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Kim Barney 18 January 2016

A great tribute to a great poet. Congrats on having it selected as poem of the day!

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Paul Reed 18 January 2016

Grew up with him, we all did... great line

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Rajnish Manga 18 January 2016

An unconventional and contemporary relationship between a renowned singer and his fan remembered and delineated beautifully through this lovelypoem. A great tribute to Bob: I’m glad we grew together / In interesting changing times / We never met / But it’s alright /... The singer sings / So others hear the song.

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Edward Kofi Louis 18 January 2016

The singer sings! And his friend puts down the notes. Nice dedication.

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Martin Swords

Tiglin, Wicklow, Ireland
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