in the field
where once I explored
a strip mall
blights the view
the large house
with the tall bamboo fence
that my brothers and I
walked past on the way
to the public pool
gone to vagaries of time
where we peered past
the open gate
to spy the various
piles of rusted junk
we found the wonderment
of blue skin and yellow cowling
cockpit wide open
as if the pilot just gone
and forgot our destination
to stand for hours
gazing at this mystery
until an old man
with dirty shirt
came to tell
stories of war
a place we never knew
but dreamed of none the less
as the Hollywood tales
we watched at the movies
always in boy brains
and the date with cool water
gone on this day
we returned home sated
but divinely curious
wishing for another day
behind the wall.......