Cakes and Ale and Friendship (for a Mountain Daughter Of Annwn)

by Paul Tristram / February 7th, 2021

“… so is this what they’d term
‘Playfully Cavorting’?
I’m laughing so very hard
that I’m afraid I might wee
… it’s like I’m being tickled,
but, you’re just looking at me
with ‘Those’ fucking Eyes!
Megan told me a cute story
about a Spiritualist Church
… and the Lady,
who was headlining the show,
walked passed you all outside,
but, stopped right next to you
and winked, before explaining,
that most people there
have Dead Folk around them,
but ‘You’ have an entire Tribe
… and that you should learn
to control the young Spirit lad
because he’s peeking up
the skirts of all the pretty girls
… and you replied ‘Nuh’,
and she walked away chuckling.
It’s good that we’re just friends
… I get to see you ‘Completely’,
I’ve heard you speak ancient,
foreign languages in your sleep,
in a voice slightly different
to the one you use in this Life…
and I’ve seen your Soul erupt
when you are genuinely happy,
it’s like a huge Library on Fire.”

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, February 7th, 2021 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.