Cymry Dewiniaeth & Paganiaeth

~ for those people & places whom I will always hold dear ~

I lost my Virginity aged only twelve
to a young blonde maid,
two years my senior…
in a field between the motorway
and Neath Abbey Ruins…
wearing a ‘Kiss Me Quick’ hat
I’d stolen from a stall at the Fair
… with a gang of other kids
sharing flagons of cider
and cheering us on from close by.
My eldest son was born a month
before my fifteenth birthday
to a pretty, raven-haired girl
a school year above me…
who all the older boys wanted.
I learnt the value of Kinship
… whilst fighting ‘Territory’
street battles in the Woodlands
as a very young lad…
whenever I heard a Battle-Cry
erupt from my mouth
upon seeing my Brother hurt
… or his angry face pelting
in my direction if I was faltering.
I’ve not shed a single tear as a man
except out of happiness or pride
… but ‘Disappointment’
upon my Mother’s stern face is
the only thing that brings me close
… which is one of the reasons why
I stay the fuck away from her, yeah.
I am Pagan through and through
… I feel the ‘Cords’ that connect
me to what’s Important…
the ‘Love’ I feel but rarely speak
is a Witchcraft I hold so very deep.
My ‘Memories’ are my photographs
… as I Travel and Explore…
Chartering my way through this Life.

* this poem is dedicated to my son Michael who was taken through the veil
Black September 2021… see ya when I get there, boy.

** Cymry Dewiniaeth & Paganiaeth is Welsh for ‘Welsh Witchcraft & Paganism’.

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’ published by Close To The Bone Publishing is available to purchase right here Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.