My dog Tom Tom – Growing up for everyone has its peaks and valleys, tough times, and good times. For those that did not grow up with alcoholism in your household, you might not understand my poem below. For those of you that did not grow up with a dog in your life you might not understand the poem below. I write or at least try to write every day. Even though I post it here for anyone with a computer or a smart phone can read, I really write for me and me alone. It is my way of dealing with the things that went bump in the night when I was young. I write to rid myself of the demons that haunted me in the past. If my writings provoke an emotion from you, the reader – even for a second – then it is a win for me. “Tom Tom” my dog died so long ago, it is hard for me to picture him in my head, but the feeling he gave me, the safety he gave me, the love he gave me still beats within my chest. This is my ode to “Tom Tom” – he was gallant when I was not.
Under the blankets hiding, staying out of sight,
Moments of fear that crept out of the night.
Too young, too innocent to fully understand,
How my Dad, his drinking took over, took command.
Trying to shut out the anger, hurt, the yelling,
When madness would stop there was no telling.
Huddle down in my protective blanket fort,
Holding tight to my green army men for support.
Tom Tom my dog laid with me keeping me warm,
Helping me try and outlast the newest insane storm.
Always worried I may never see my Mom tomorrow,
As she tried to help my Dad understand all his sorrow.
Drinking and violence walked hand in hand,
As my Dad danced to the Smirnoff vodka band.
In my tiny world, childhood starts to unravel,
Never too soon, safe place my mind would travel.
Held tight as Tom Tom sniffed and licked my face,
Only he knew how to get me to my safe place.
Thinking back then to those young ugly years,
On how Tom Tom saved me from all my fears.
Tom Tom my dog angel died when I was ten,
Day’s when emotions take their toll, I think of him again.
By Kurt James
Kurt James © 2016
Where to buy Kurt James Books:
- Just a Man Who’s Searching - September 1, 2020
- Callin’ Her Name - August 25, 2020
- COLORADO GHOST TOWNS, HAUNTINGS,TREASURE TALES, and other BS - August 24, 2020