Yesteryear Fiction

Medieval Moment
By Paul Tristram


“The shaft broke off
just under the axe head.
The instant weight loss
made me half-circle.
I clumsily reached
for the knife within my belt.
Then saw a light explosion,
and felt the whole of my face
crush in upon itself
with such a sickening force
that I actually bounced
right out of myself
and stood six foot away
looking down at my
irreparable broken body
in horrific confusion
for a second or two
until my dead Father
and Brother came
and ushered me away
to a massive oak tree
just outside of battles-edge.
Where giddy and exhausted
I passed out, immediately
and came back to my senses
laying by this Gigantic Bonfire
before the feet of all of you!”


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Paul Tristram is a Welsh writer who has poems, short stories, sketches and photography published in many publications around the world, he yearns to tattoo porcelain bridesmaids instead of digging empty graves for innocence at midnight, this too may pass, yet.