Thursday, 12 July 2012

Half Canadian

Half Canadian
French or Englishness
You're made out of leaf
You're maple vital Canadian                          Canada north of USA
                                                                        America south of Canada
                                                                         Canada's in North America
Half Canadian                                                 America's got North and South
you're whole
some sweet gum from the tree                         Canada North
you cajole                                                         the colder sort
when you talk                                                   the one amongst the snow 
I love your scrawl                                             at the very top of it
when you say it                                                 the polar bears go
your poetry improves                                        where the ice does glow
in your accent's perfumes                                   and melt
I'm in love with the voice of you                       where global warming's felt
its true
                                                                           A spell in the sun
                                                                            is doing for everyone
Half Canadian                                                    in Canada North
English or French
you're real                                                           Canada North's the cold
I feel                                                                    Canada North's the untold
and when the leaves peal off                               few folk live there
and reel                                                                in the chill air
I realise they're not the only one                          dare to
made out of leaf                                                    Canada North
I've belief
Half Canadian                                                      A melting of ice
that you're all                                                        for polar bears
unlike the leaves that fall                                      not nice
                                                                              a slice
                                                                              and a splice
I believe                                                                it has done for the race
you're made out of leaf                                         to be extinct from the face
maple sweet                                                          of the planet
oh girl down on Maple St.                                    we ran it
Half Canadian                                                        into the ground
you complete                                                         into the sea
the picture
before replete                                                        A spell in the sun
when you speak                                                     has done for everyone
I'm weak                                                                in Canada North.
when you say
anything
to make poetry the day             Snowboarder never bored
your words                                you take to the snow a sword
are like the birds                        that cuts thru snow, ice a slice
I'm thankful that I've heard        as quick as a tick
Half Canadian                            of tock
today.                                         tho you're not against the clock
        
                                                   There are no rules
                                                   they're for schools
                                                   do whatever you want to
                                                   like the air go anywhere
                                                   in the ocean of snow
                                                                                                          Leaf fall
                                                                                                           not small
                                                    Sail over frozen water                   in fall
                                                    snowflakes patchwork                   leaf fall
                                                    consecutively                                 seems to cover all
                                                    hail the very openness                    from trees tall
                                                    you get to know
                                                    instinctively                                    When the fall
                                                                                                            falls on us all
                                                    No rules                                          Leaf fall
                                                    no use                                              will come
                                                     excused is thout for feeling           leaf fall
                                                    no schools                                        never changes sum
                                                    no knowledge                                  and in the leaf fall
                                                    can replace                                      you've become
                                                     the fun appealing                            a little older
                                                                                                             now
                                                     Snowboarder                                  When the fall
                                                     snowboarder                                    falls on us all
                                                     take to the cloudy ceiling               a little older now
                                                     snowboarder                                   can't escape it
                                                      aboard the snow                             cannot flee
                                                     you just live for your                       Fall
                                                     wax sealing.                                     is a time
                                                                                                              that sets leaves free

                                                                                                              Leaf fall
                                                                                                              falls on us all
                                                                                                               eventualy

                                                                                                              With each fall
                                                                                                               one year older now
                                                                                                              can't escape
                                                                                                               Fall's a cape
                                                                                                               throwing leaves
                                                                                                               on us now .                                                                                                     
                                      Bear's paw in trash can
                                      you don't want it he wants it
                                      wants to
                                      take a vacation to the city
                                      alltold
                                      he's leaving behind his furry fold
                                      for a time
                                      he's found another line

                                      Bear's paw he'll claw
                                      in trash can for dinner
                                      don't mind he will find
                                      the ecological sinner                                     Nation of leaf
                                                                                                            a nation of trees
                                                                                                            where no man
                                      Bear's paw come the thaw                             comes near it
                                      he's all the nature that you ever saw             its natural
                                      stuck in the city                                             relief
                                      raised on roads                                              to expand the oxygen
                                       oh he'll empty your trash can loads              to give air to air  
                                                                                                             its healthy to the
                                                                                                             bird of prey
                                      There's the bear's paw                                    healthy to the bear
                                       there's what its for                                         a wealth of tree
                                       he'll find                                                        in company
                                      nutrition to which we're blind                        with the stealthy bears
                                      he doesn't fuss                                                forests throw their
                                       he's after stuff                                                colors out to
                                      you've not got in mind                                    shadows that prowl
                                                                                                              there
                                       Bear's paw doesn't ignore                              Nation of leaf
                                        any food to find                                            nation of trees
                                       morsels to be mind                                        that grow as
                                       bear's paw he'll claw                                      they please
                                        that to which you're blind.                             untouched
                                                                                                               by human hand
                                                                                                               and the logging land

                                                                                                               A wealth of tree
                                                                                                                in mystery
                                                                                                               for who or what
                                                                                                               goes there
                                                                                                                some think
                                                                                                                the Saskwach
                                                                                                                there grows his hair

                                                                                                                In the nation of leaf
                                                                                                                nation of trees
                                                                                                                 silhouettes there
                                                                                                                do as they please.  

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