Pagan, I am

by Paul Tristram / February 16th, 2020

I walk corridors
without visual walls
or edges.
My inner eyesight
sprints and soars.
Flesh and Bone
is merely
veil and curtain.
Nailed here,
temporarily,
by physical heartbeat
… my mind
suffers no such
captive bind.
I view everything
from In-Between
… I am circular,
and forever…
the action
which precedes thought,
and vice versa.
I am Both
a part of the Dawn
calming upon the horizon
… and the raging
Storm which destroys it.

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’ published by Close To The Bone Publishing is available to purchase right here Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.

This article was posted on Sunday, February 16th, 2020 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.