#20
Ohia Lehua Ka`u, Hawaii
Roll my stone away,
Barefoot silence through puddles
damp earth is rising.
Flowers are up-turned
in your cool quenching rain drops
Waiting for water.
Roll My Stone Away
21 Apr 2014 Leave a comment
in poetry Tags: Easter, flowers, haiku, NaPoWriMo, photography, rain, stone
A Stone Throw
18 Apr 2014 2 Comments
in poetry Tags: alive, Hawaii, light, Maunaloa, mist, mountain, myth, NaPoWriMo, path, photography, reality, stone
Pull Over,
And walk twenty yards
From the highway.
Myth is alive,
Movement rustling in darkness,
Light seeping from clouds,
A slight breeze,
A dancing Lehua blossom
Swaying unseen,
An unbeaten path,
A stone throw
from the known.
We are divorced from what’s real,
Believing in our own superiority,
And have we forgotten our relations?
The stone, the moss, the mist, the mountain,
All waiting for us to return home.
The Rock
22 Aug 2013 Leave a comment
in love, poetry Tags: emptiness, illumination, love, nature, rock, silence, stillness, stone
It’s been a while since I’ve been there,
a patch of light to clear the mind,
a breath of air,
cold slab
stone to sit on,
hooded jackets bulging
with apples,
and emptiness.
Silence is the turning of the leaves,
bootstraps caked with mud and dung
and thin ice in the shadows of barren trees,
oak and sarsaparilla,
waiting for that stillness to begin,
quieting the beating wings
inside me.
That small place,
those dark blue skies
illuminate my need to be alive,
away from noise and thought,
a solitary walk,
alone,
ingesting my own silhouette,
to know, to bear, to feel, to welcome
nothing,
once again.
hinarising 