Hawai‘i Sonnet 69

Her name again?  Ay.  She said,
This cloud looks like an elephant
standing on one foot pondering, 
that one a bear combing its hair.

I can barely picture her face. Lehua?
Those ‘ōhi‘a trees, they’re all dying.
Have to find a way to save them,
quickly, before they’re gone. Rain . . .

Ah.  It’s been too long, from here
to the Big Island too far, I’ve forgotten
her so well, a cloud, a drizzling mist, a flower,
pull at me with nothing more
than a tug so small
I hardly wince.

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Today’s word is “gone.” Use it in any kind of writing, short or long, and then post and link to me, or leave in the comments below. I would love to read what you write.

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