Paul Tristram- A Poem

You’re Just Like Your Father, You Are!

I did not ask for the blood
               that flows through my veins.
Hair colour, skin pigment, bone structure,
                     feet size or hand shape.
Do you think I wanted to inherit his
                            

           nervousness,
                                         depression,
                                         alcoholism
                                         and all the
                                         long bouts of
                                         anger and apathy?
Of course not
                     that would be
                             absolutely ridiculous.
I would have asked for a longer list
                                                    than the one above
and then cranked up the volume of the LOT.
I have ambition,
                          I differ.

© Paul Tristram 2004

Published in Moodswing, Issue Twelve, Summer 2004



Paul Tristram is a Welsh writer who has poems, short stories and sketches 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.