Walking to the Moon

Walking to the Moon

 

Is the name of the book

As I begin to read I love the words,

They are sumptuous and red green

But I can’t find the story

I think I have it but it keeps

Walking in another direction

Then suddenly it is inside me

Where my story is clamouring

 

I try to focus on Walking to the Moon

But I keep slipping onto the paths I have not taken

Stumbling over the words I left unsaid

Not even halfway into the book

And the clamouring

Of years of words not spoken

Force my fingers to fly over they keys

Searching for the soft sea blue

Of a story that longs to be told

 

Tricia 2009 (Inspired by the book Walking to the Moon by Kate Cole-Adams)