the one with brown edges now, is the journeywork of a fading star, our cooling sun’s the one. Really in … More
Category: Sonnets from Hawaii
Dinnertime
Charlie calls hogs, eats um, chickens too, royally roasting marbled tunes of time draped in gold and bar-b-que sauce, sweet … More
What’s Ahead
There was a choice in the road up ahead, should I go right, or should I go left? Night had … More
Black Falling Rain
The white smoke winding cloth about her face, pale cerement, raised off-handed, another Pall Mall cigarette lit, red pack, another … More
Dance with Me
I don’t know who was more against it. We always held each other in vice grips. I waited for the … More
A Body at Rest
She sleeps deeply, beautiful as smooth carved marble, her moonlit face shows no wrinkles, no scars that you might see … More
Next Time Hana
They say that Maui nō ka ‘oi, and I, once upon a time, agreed, when we didn’t have to fight … More
Grab Hold and Come On In
A fairy tale convict, restrained in her tower cell, scratching those long, thin lines, doleful exercise, the shaky ones that … More
Hearing Loss
What’s that you’re saying under your breath,a curse or a blessing for me, you’ve done both well.I’ve grown to known … More
It’s hard to be where you aren’t
Because there’s too much headwind whipping now,too much ocean motion for me to feel your ripples,finger skin tendered soft, how … More
To Move On
All those times you’d been togethernot holding onto you, sticking with you,how after all this can laughter heal you, evercome … More
The world, grown old
You know, my fate’s really always come down to you.It’s been that way since 1982.I’ve counted the years nearly every … More
This is now
Sometimes I think I’ve becomethat man it’s said will never understand the boyeven though he has been that boybecause he’s … More
burn that mother down
I stare into a mirror sometimeswhere we bathed in a fiery lakebaby seen over my shoulder those gray eyesI can’t … More
Mānoa Driving Lessons
Friday nights we smoke dopedrink Strawberry Hilland I give Steve driving lessons Every time we pass by her houseSteve stops … More
The moment
when sorrow impossibly palesloss of what made sense and words lostcome untethered time and rhymeunreasoned rants in late day hazespeech … More
Carousel of Time
The end of the carnival of light and soundthe summertime fairgroundof Ferris wheel and rollercoaster rideslaughter a million miles from … More
Books as old friends
I read you again, silent words and fading pagesturn them, weighing the paperthe memory of our first touchI close my … More
My corn grows high
in five large black plastic pots on my lānai,watering, and fertilized with care,I am satisfied, bearthe slight tremorin my hands … More
Old Dance Record
This is the way it should be for everyone who passesswing us back, some yearning mote of feather dust floatsin … More