A Purposeful Witch

by Paul Tristram / June 6th, 2021

Everyone else here stepped around
the Belly Dancers
in a wide, appreciative arc
… you, meanwhile,
swaggered through the centre
of their swishing-and-swaying,
with a mischievous fluid gait
and schoolboy grin upon chops.
I want pillarbox red kisses
as hors d’oeuvres…
and better wine than I deserve
… before I even start listening
to your calls to ‘behave myself’.
I spent last night painting
the ceiling of her boudoir
with mock insults and swearing
… I despise moonless skies,
and adore stale perfume embraces.
“Of course I love you” I lied
and now we’re both in trouble
… we’re all merely marbles
to the gods… but some of us
have learnt to tilt and bend
the changing pathway of motion.
When I eventually sold my Soul
I did it for Wishing Well pennies
… witch besides being wet,
were soaked in the dreams,
hopes and desires… foolishly
finger-cast away by naive people.

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, June 6th, 2021 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.