Won't you? Life no longer Violet crumble In my hands If only Sweet honeycomb Chocolate mess Ask me over After work Take the ticket To the show Now state walls Not a giant mask Anymore Storm blows over World conjures another Ask me again For someone to hold
I barely remember the wall coming down Though tender renowned Perestroika and glasnost My Minsk pen pal Whom I nearly visited If not for that iron curtain A downed air plane VHS player was their request For duty free on the plane From a 10 year old Broken wall boundaries Parenting – Though missed a trip To America With my swim club Too young, they guffawed Knotts Berry Farm Apparently more dangerous than Newly formed USSR.
Wholly unbroken The line between the time You told me all your stories To now I write them out Though not mine to tell Story keeper, holding closely Treasuring artwork on cigarette packets In New Orleans Erecting tents on byways of Canada Evading bears A sense of place is important Venturing out beyond all civilisation Loved ones' names in acknowledgements On all the field papers I fade and fall rather than reach for such stardom The earth and all its impact Wakes me from timestamped memories With beers in gaudy bars Canadian moosehead overlooking That look, watching waiting, startled - Only to flee into the wilderness again
Blustery spring Rattles my windows Within Batten down the lids Promises of snow drift Footprints on photos Places I never go Lift my mood somewhat All I know Is to write my heart out Send wishes on the wind That is all I can do When the wind Whips through me