Chaucer Spreads His Astronomical Wings

… through the Magical Three of
the Son Of The Brass,
and Sacrobosco.
Before future-soaring
across the tympan
of the astrolabe
… until tunnelling-down
the refracting telescope
of Kepler.
The Zodiac does not fracture,
continuous rhythm and flow
All is connected,
outside of the mundane
of the ‘Every Day’.

“As Above, So Below”
e-x-p-a-n-d-s consciousness,
merely by the saying,
in a balloon to mouth
sort of way.
‘Knowledge’ will stop you
from ‘Life-Repeating’
and you can quote me on that.

Both ‘Grooves’ and ‘Ruts’
are predictable and familiar,
but, will lead you nowhere
Spring always Seasons…
And the SKY
which lays outside
of the restricting roof
of that, usually, blinkered-mind
is far bigger and bluer
than your centre-of-the-world
mood could ever be… sunshine.

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. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.