An Unexpected Distraction

Sipping warm jasmine tea,
whilst reading
Newton’s translation of
Hermes The Thrice-Greatest’s
Emerald Tablet.
When I sense
something approaching,
from the left-hand side,
at speed.
I turn and see a nuthatch,
a fraction of a second
before it hits, with a bang,
the kitchen window, head-on.
I approach the sink,
and see that it’s still alive,
I’m thinking of going outside
to see if I can do something?
When next door’s cat
appears from nowhere,
grabs it, and scarpers off.
“If They’re Trying That hard
To Stop Me, Then I Must Be
Doing Something Right”
I reason to myself,
as I wander back to studying.

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.