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Memory of Hawaii At the Age of Three

For my muse, I choose the euphoric source
Of my most transcendent -

   Lovely
- Muddy 
 Memories. 

Perceptual flashes? slosh slushing 
Approaching an untamed blue-green pond
Just your average amphibian gone blonde.
In sunshine or windward shower.

Loitering around the grassy brim, 
On that one slick rock, I stood up 
Catch a fish. oooooh, you swift ~
Let it back in?

Or you could... 
Run screaming like the flaming river rumbling down the mountain. 
To the lunulate lagoon?? in the front yard

Hop & stand 
Fish in hand You. Have. To. Make. It.  

But     the        gargantuan          estate.  .     . it's too late.

That tiny t-rex gait, might just seal 
That golden guppies fate. 

Cause you sprung like spring 
And set that little sucker free.

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Big Eye Wonderment

An iridescent celestial being 
Anarchic yet effervescent adolescent 
Frolicking freely in the omnipresent forest, 
Like a breeze through the leaves. 
Barefoot & star gazing — native & trail blazing.
Like a clever, fearless fairy exploring the faraway night sky,
I am the fantastic bit of magic on an otherwise static planet.
Bewitched by wild wonderment;
Coloring my life with the chaos of pathos. 
I am the captain of passion, & best little hippie 
On the mountain — formed by a volcanic fountain 
That caused a panic on our little oceanic planet.

Dancing in multidimensional secrecy, 
Past an unattainable horizon
Is where you'll find me — on the Big Island in the sea.
It is a true treasures
With impeccable weather & such mystic characteristic,
It's almost unrealistic.

So forget your whimsey Hawaii five-O fantasy 
Tear a hole right through the sky 
Arise, & fly with me on a real odyssey
Across the mesmerizing island
Teeming with undreamed of creatures 
& seemingly endless saffron sand beaches 
few have ever been
up to the 
Vermilion rainbow plateaus
& sacred volcano summits  
Amidst cascading honey suckled waterfalls
& streams of splendiferous wildflower meadows.

We can indulge in thousands of hues of bloom 
Or retreat, once more to the oasis at the shore,
To stand hand in hand before the prevailing trends 
Of a turning world; scattering brightness in the dark
Fledge millennium into an unadulterated oblivion.
Enveloping what is suspend in time 
with a colour compass configurations 
The universe, nearly legible expresses herself 
Writing constellational scribe 
elucidating galaxy.

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Cabin Boy


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Wondering memories of wild adolescence,
Flash before me like a mental Rolodex
Reverberating daze, 
Time cannot take away.
A fifteen–year–old,
Broken neck calypso.
Gazing through the jungle-o window
Unequipped to fathom what was about to happen.

I saw the moon in your eyes,
And knew;
You smile in the way that islands do,
And the zephyrs planned to bring your love back to me, too.

You were everything I imagined.
Sunlight on a dismal day,
The lone palm in the tropic heat,
A boyish grin that made my flowers bloom;
You were the Cabin Boy.
Realizing, all you can be at 23 
is yourself.

And I am the wanderer's wandering daughter.
The pretty little minor that comes hell or high water,
You broke California law for.

I waited at your f i n g e r
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s
Just his little Pisces jailbait.
Who didn't exist till 1996.

An inevitable source of panic that would rise in his eyes
Every time he kissed,
Her Kona lips.
Until deciding he had to leave,
Claiming island fever, on his way out the back door.

Lost as a half-gone waning moon.  
With only the ocean’s waves continuous roar
Sunburnt, white foam, salt spray, 
Condemned - to an inevitable end 
Unable to prevail past the break at your soul's cliff edge.

I grab a raft to float;
In the deep waters of the heart.
Somewhere in between the no - 
longer & the still -
to-come
Washed upon my soul’s sand.

Reaching out with new green shoots -
Resurrecting the chthonic biome 
From deep within the molten core
Till the blocky incline fell away,
And I found myself;
On the surface of a lake of solidified lava.

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Island Man

 
All good things will meet their end.
Even the ocean waves
Returning roar to the shore
Can not prevail past the break 
At your soul's cliff edge.