New Feathers

I took [the necessary] leaving
of my ‘younger days’
via the Cavern of The Hermit card.
Freshly acquired knowledge
has often steeped and brewed
in preparation [subconsciously]
for many moons before ‘becoming’
… it feels ‘oaken’
not in ‘strength’ but ‘depth’
… fresh ‘vision’ is born of Fire,
and the bones of your readjusted mind
bring the comfort of [added] security
when you finally ‘plateau’ wiser.
Remain ‘focused’ and ‘controlled’
whilst turning [bravely] upon your axis,
you’ve ‘changed’, Upgraded,
… your ‘Soul’ has groWN
and is now finally ready…
to steer the ‘engine’ of your Heart
into a Destiny bigger
than your previous self
could ever [Spiritually] comprehend.

© Paul Tristram 2021

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.