As The Flower Sheds Its Petals

by Paul Tristram / August 26th, 2018

I wipe a teardrop
from the oceans of your eyes,
and dissolve its sweetness
onto my lips.
Springtime blushes
and nervous fingertips,
there is an encyclopaedia,
at whirlwind,
inside my dizzy head,
frantically, and desperately
searching…
for the right words
which stutteringly fail me.
I am rooted to the spot
of something impossible,
I can taste your smiles,
and your essence
wings and swifts
around me.
All is backdrop
outside of this tender circle,
pomegranates bursting,
volcanoes bellowing
orchestral music
in rhythm
with erratic pulse-beats.
And the Wolves
which once howled
the Shadows without mercy…
are finally at peace,
asleep, and purring like kittens.

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, August 26th, 2018 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.