Poems and Poetry

What’s Appertaining? | A Poem by Paul Tristram

‘Tis a fine day for furrowing a frown
at random and complete strangers,
being by yourself in the thick of it all.
A spritely strollet down unknown streets,
shaking off the moss as you roll by.
There is far more danger in the mundane,
obvious and inevitable than being down
on Cheapside circling the sharks.
These boots were made for swaggering
and experience is all that really matters,
apart from interesting memories
which are merely mental photographs
of past experiences anyway.
I’d rather glide the afternoon sidewalks
shadow hopscotching and whistling
beautifully alone than be cooped up at home
chained to a TV keeping up with ‘The Joneses’.
There is no other way Out
(Apart from a good book
and you can take one of those with you!)
than actually getting Out!
Tuppence and shillings in my pocket
and I know exactly how to get myself home.
Until then I’m going sideways over there
to have ‘a butchers’ at that shiny thing
then off further into Wonderland I shall roam.

Visit Paul at http://paultristram.blogspot.co.uk/.

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