Eels of Kalapana's Queens Bath
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English Quintain --- 2024 December 30
A cointuous growing volcano while as a preteen, would e'er so oft erupt, and by 1983, it flowed down the mountain sde after its protrusion, some years later, Queens Bath that sat a few yards from our coast, was in direct line of its path, and along with Kalapana's ancient Heiau (temple nearby), both was covered by lava in late mid-eghties. By 1990, as it covored most of the southeastern region where the greater residential area of Kalapana town laid. Kalapana town wher my family home sat nearby its center, were also covered. Over time, compressed lava rock that topped 60 feet above what remained of, what's now miy 500 acres, was mixed with farming soil. I willed that proerty and other larger properties to my kids and siblings kids, since I'm the last survivor--they chose to sell it after my passing.
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"Kalapana Queens Bath was a hole in the ground filled with brackish water (salty seawater mixed with fresh mountain filled rainwater) and host to living mysteries," ... by The Poet.
It was a time free of hanging clocks on our walls,
where hunting dogs bark 'neath swaying palm trees,
as seconds of droplets count down our waterfalls,
awake by breaths of winding hands rustling dried leaves,
I walk our country road pacing while Queen Bath tease.
With my shorts on, tongs, and clothes-free on a rock,
descending baby steps, hugging rocky wall closely,
a short measure of pleasure till eel squeezeout in shock,
it unexpectedly sees me and retreats snuck morosely,
a younger me challenge, methinks it sees me as grossly.
It dodged about, chartreuse with spots of gold rings,
then on the other side, a pink eel with teal eyes guides,
and bluish thin lines running its length until it slings,
an artistic squirming innately takes what nature provides,
bold slides, fresh and salt abide, as eels and I ride tides.
Kaleidoscopic zigzags lost and found, arrests Paradise,
as a morning swim takes five, besides who's counting,
while charmed views hamper lures of a Hawaiian sunrise,
until a family arrives, kids climb a tiny cliff, dismounting,
made awesome scatter, I sunbathed under a cloudless noon, recounting ...
Copyright © Hilo Poet | Year Posted 2024
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