Walking The Old Road At Night

by Paul Tristram / October 16th, 2016

With yearning ghosts of the long distant past
snapping at my determined heels.
The rain is starting to get heavier now
as I take the bend and start up the hill
as fresh faced and keen of step
as back there in adolescence.
My coat collar’s up
and I twist to the right slightly
at each individual gust of wind
channeled through the garden boundary walls.
It’s good to be back home where you belong
after decades of foreign land roaming.
Your bones and soul reconnect
to the Mother-like Earth beneath your gypsy feet.

Paul Tristram is a widely published Welsh writer who deals in the Lowlife, Outsider, and Outlaw genres.  He wrote his first poem as a teenager following his release from the (Infamous) Borstal ‘HMP Portland’, and he has been creating Literary Terrorism ever since.  His novel ‘Crazy Like Emotion’ is available to purchase right here . Also his collection of shorter fiction Kicking Back Drunk ‘Round The Candletree Graves' is available to purchase at https://bookgoodies.com/a/B0DFMTSR4F Both books are published by Close To The Bone Publishing. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.

This article was posted on Sunday, October 16th, 2016 at 8:04am and is filed under Poetry.