She’ll Be Glad To Turn That Calendar Page This Month

by Paul Tristram / September 3rd, 2017

It is the beginning of July again
and those curtains will remain drawn
for the entire 31 days.
The milk and newspapers
get cancelled for four weeks or so.
No one knows what goes on in there?
The energy in the street
is different when you walk by…
I’ve seen sensitive folk
shudder and cross themselves.
You can hear ‘Her’
as it nears the 13th of the month…
a low, heavy sobbing
emanating through the walls,
there’s just no fixing grief
nor medicating a desolate soul.
Come the start of August
she emerges timidly,
dishevelled and aged cruelly,
with faint traces of an inner battle
slowly receding from weary, worn-out face.
She limps and half-shuffles
over to the Public Park…
where she polishes and cleans
the little wooden bench dedicated to ‘Him’
with a love, care and affection
which would bring a tear to your eye.

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, September 3rd, 2017 at 8:04am and is filed under Poetry.