The Fire Women

by Paul Tristram / January 30th, 2022

I sat watching as The Fire Women
of the ‘East Wood
Grove Of Pagans’
Ignited separate Points
simultaneously…
from a gnarly Oak Tree branch.
“Hawthorne, Rowan and Primrose”
spoke the shadows to the right…
“Fertility and Growth”
responded the breeze to the left.
I am the North Side
… I stay out of ‘Trickle’
until it’s time to ‘Antler’.
I’m collecting ‘Smiles’
from pretty, serious faces
… like a naughty little boy…
and distracting
[very much on purpose]… aww.
See that? I made her laugh…
by [theatrically] looking away.
They’re really gonna
need to “Shoo!” me off soon
… if they’re gonna
get anything [productive] done.
But, until then…
cute mischief is my business
and business is looking real Good.

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, January 30th, 2022 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.