Down The [Extramundane] 99 Steps [To Where The Roots Start Appearing]

No ‘Kenosis’ for my ‘Full
-ness’, I Sever and Shed.
One-Sided Goodbyes…
‘Bridges’ were built
for Crossing then Burning.
‘Metanoia’ without
the Humbleness
of Repentance… Butterfly
[All Phoenix Like]
… the Greater in
[Internal] Stature
you become… the Less
the need to Express it
Openly… or Piss Higher.
There are [Many]
Battlegrounds to Conquer
afore the Calm of Satori
… arguing ‘Distracts’…
Waylaying… Evolution.
Freedom lays in
… Movement…
and both ‘Directing’
… and F-o-l-l-o-w-i-n-g
your own [Energy] ‘Flow’.

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.