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sharp wind and snowfall
etched name on ancient mountain
light archs-cut angles
mists circle summit
chilled lava rock formations
Pele vacations
night falls mistily
artistic rain brushed dreamscape
Mauna Kea sleeps
Mauna Kea, located on "The Big Island of Hawaii" is Hawaii's largest Volcano,usually having
snow atop the summit year round.
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Puffy Cotton
Parade by single file
Holding precious treasure inside
Carrying smells of flowers
Perfume for my hair
Oceanic Dreams
Shimmer sheen of azure
Waves that carry love
Undulating waves of passion
Salt spray in my face
Waves
Moving waves set in time
Gliding o’er coral reef
I love to make them mine
Becoming one with the sea
Surf
Sitting on boards like ducks in a row
Waiting for just the right time
Paddle fast and make it glide
Taking off and gliding past
Turning hard into a wave
Kissing the wall caressing it’s face
Emotional thrill as it takes me along
I feel like a note in refrain of a song
Storms
Clouds and sea meet on vast horizon
Billowing sails turn dark with rain
Ocean painted in stormy surrender
Moods are violent and restless’
the sea is master today
clouds softly sweep it tenderly
the sun hides in shadows
waiting with expectancy
Love
I am one with all, whether fair or stormy day
Surfing on the large sheets of shimmer
Glidng down the face of her waves
Wiping out in turbulent surrender
Surfacing to take in perfumed air
In all this I will remember
You are searching for me out there
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~A Book of Haiku~
tangerine morning
singing birds in chorus line
quiet gentle mist
yellow bus flash red
boys and girls at playground games
empty nests at home
plate lunch four dollars
loco moco two scoops rice
saimin noodle smile
open air market
flower lei’s and hula dolls
tropical shave ice
local meeting place
talking story on park bench
happy memories
brown sun kissed faces
song and dance sweet melodies
lovely hula hands
purple shadows fall
lets go on a moonlight swim
lovers silhouettes
A Book of haiku: Theme :Another Day in Paradise
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Memories linger melancholy
as I approach the bridge
to the Gardens de Sol.
A picture forms in my weary mind;
Just a mere shadowed mirage,
like an old faded photograph
in a heart shaped locket
kept near my soul centre
for days, weeks and decades….
while
fall winds crooning blue zephyrs
frigid, incantations upon the
once verdant meadows
where the fawns grazed
and wild horses pranced
so breezy carefree
on fine spring days....
I whirled and twirled , a carefree dance
on patches of clover and dandelions
in the spring of my youth
Reveling joie de vivre of sun
Sol warming skin and soul pink
I remember our long, meandering walks
in a picture perfect rose garden
scented with redolent pines
and aromatic wild flowers
we conversed for hours,
my hand in yours
thrilling at your every word
infatuated by a fervent touch
You, idly picking petals off a rose;
the deep timbre of your delicious laugh
resounding joy to my acquiescent ears
as I cavorted playfully in the garden’s fountain
until lengthening shadows quilted the path
with reluctant to leave, sun beams
of a late summer afternoon
And afterwards, in twilight violet sky;
intimate moments by a blazing fire,
silent music of our hearts thrumming
a lovers sonata while
you kissed me;
gold specked brown orbs,
so pleasurable and beguiling,
warming my soul
full of tomorrows promise
and forgotten yesterdays
Now, as I picture this quixotic drama
rehearsed again and again
one solitary tear slowly trails down
and comes to rest on lines
that were not there yesterday…..
Dead cornflake leaves
crunch under my feet
as I walk the very same
bridged pathway to the garden
alone
my only audience
a solitary prickly cactus
in the autumn of my years.......
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I saw you riding the wild waves
cool trade-wind breezes blowing,
through your long dark curly hair;
dropping off the lip in adrenaline rush
through spectacular silver liquid tubes
as you obsessed glassy spiral perfection
so wantonly barrel dragging your hand
caressing her curves, so seductively
the ultimate liquid thrill
then soul cruising a long ride in…….
I, infatuated with your form
Seduced by perfection
I just knew in fathom depths
of my heart inside,out
I fell in love with you,
forever on that day....
Your soulful sultry brown eyes,
red- brown tanned smooth silk skin
strong muscular frame, power built
broad chest to rest my weary head upon....
the body of steel pleasure
I can’t lie or deny that
I want all of your delicious kisses,
and your strong warm caring arms
wrapped around me
with the same passion
that you caress her curves.
you know that I can’t
get enough of you...
my surfing Poseidon
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When you said those things you said to me,
You had never given it a single thought……
About what might be going on in my life.
You assumed that I had done something on purpose
to upset you or let you down, to break your rules.
You never once emailed me to find out why I was absent……
All the while for days I struggled with the news,
not wanting to tell people that I care about this new “sob story” .
Like I haven’t had enough sob stories in my life lately to tell.
I feel contagious with negativity. Like I have leprosy…..
Poetically speaking.
Who wants to hang with somebody with troubles all the time?
But……I sat all alone in the doctors office shaking at the news given to me.
The C-Word…that dreaded word…..that word that my Daddy heard.
The ****ing C Word that killed him and now my turn.
Maybe.. Maybe
We shall see, It is in my Father’s hands and His will ... I serve Him.
And you, my “friend”, were IN MY FACE with some stupid accusation:
“Why did you not post a poem here or comment in so long?
Are you just too busy for us?
Don’t you know we need to have those comments?
Well, you can answer me within 24 hours or I will delete your page from my poetry site.”
I could not believe my eyes when I read that!
Are we going to learn to not judge others before opening our mouth to accuse?
Are we going to throw burning coals upon the maimed
that are already laid out as food for demons
and assume that they aren’t living up to our expectations?
ASSUME: making an ASS out of U and Me.
Where is the love that you said you have for me?
'Friend/sister?'
One thing I won’t tolerate: That is MY not forgiving you for the hurt you have caused.
I FORGIVE YOU and release you from this careless mistake.
But I also ASK you to learn something from it and not repeat it with another person who
maybe hurting.
NO! I don't want to get IN YOUR FACE in return.
And please, Forgive me when I don’t live up to your expectations.
When you crucify me or somebody else, you did it to Him all over again.
Are those tears falling from the heavens today?
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nectar of life from a distant throne
shadows breathe in a constant drone
dewdrops lose their glorious bright
And colors seeping back to white
chaos churns the rivers grime
o'er smooth stones made of time
filters pure, ancient golden goal
creative essence of the soul
whittle away chaos gray
write the words you have to say
somewhere in each waterfall
poetic feeling of a distant call
paths to journey made quite clear
with all it’s folly, sorrow and fear
essence of a greater power
love breathed peace in final hour
envisioning Nova of one’s death
goal to love with each last breath
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Shards of words
smashed against a wall,
an exploding nova
of raw emotions
that had once been
a systemized order
of frangible letters,
Cataclysmic dispersion
Fiery projectiles
of quasar syllables
scatter haphazardly,
littering
sterile tile floor..
Cold, bloody
rivulets of anger
run thickly
red
to create
a dark, staining
puddle,
seeping deep
into
cracks.
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On the sidewalks of beautiful and opulent Waikiki,
in step with the wealth of nations,
a homeless society, lapping at the scraps,
sleeping in doorways and beach park benches ,
amongst affluent foreigners,
under cover of shady scenic banyon trees.
She wanders elite avenues in search of her oasis,
dripping with the pretentiousness,
of a Starbucks cafe gourmet
she mused,
sipping a double mocha latte with extra froth,
topped with shaved chocolate ,
and a "touch"of Madagascar cinnamon
from a hot- cold cup,
that she holds with shaking hands,
dirty, broken nails
and then she dabs at the corners of penciled lips,
outlined several times in contrasting color,
with a bit of the sleeve of her second hand denim designer jacket.
Putting the cup down and picking up the designer copy of a pen that skips occasionally,
needing to be tapped on the edge of the table,
she pauses for thought and begins to compose a napkin sonnet for a needy friend
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redolent flower
brushed in light of white rosebud
tears on soft petals
with sips of champagne
she spoons down the poem
in bits and pieces
leaving something of herself
unfettered between the lines
requesting a song
blending in with sounds of night
sonata drifting
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