Roll My Stone Away


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Ohia Lehua Ka`u, Hawaii

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.

 

 

A Stone Throw


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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


 

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.

Poetry

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