Give away something dear sometimeTry this and perhaps you’ll not miss itReorder your brain, your heart to accept the absenceGladly…
The Writer Writes
I was sitting at a table outside Macy’s when the elderly Japanese woman bumped into my table. She was carrying a…
Chosen
But that was long agoHer intentIf I recall correctlyWas to steal my heartSet me apartFrom all the othersPounding at her…
Echoes
Climbing Yellow MountainWe take our turnsShout outThis place famous for echoesHow long will our “Hello”sLast?I manageA solid bellowVoice of an…
Reminding the Gaps
At a reading a couple weeks back, I read a piece about some of the encounters I’d had with racist…
The Spirit of Aloha
“So what’s so important that you have to yell?” the platform director asked, looking up at the flustered man. The…
This Is Sacred
That flash of light from the lighthouseon the point at Hana Bay servesas a warningand a beckoning beacon The mana…
Hawai’i Calls, my fifth Lt. David Chan Hawai’i-based mystery, is now available on Amazon
Both hardcopy and digital formats are available:
Addict
It began in early December,Just a brief 30 days or so ago,And already I know,As a 45-year smokerWho tried to…
Live
This new year begins with dreamsShopping and love and judging a speech tournamentWith friends who live on the East CoastOne…
Slipping
Watching the Packers this afternoon, I flash on my first date in the New Year of 1978, Madison, Wisconsin. Back…
Unquieting Quiet
Quiet melodyA gentle mind daydreamingImagines pleasant lives picturedCut into silent stone definedChiseled shapes of unheard soundMolded solid that the waking…
“Sneak Attack,” Episode 9 of my latest Lt David Chan Hawai’i-based mystery series, in now available on the Kindle Vella platform.
Now You Don’t
You were some sort of sleight-of-hand magician,and I still haven’t figured outall of the tricks you pulled, a tributeto the…
Old Movie
I remember the theater, the old movies festival, the music, and you, the smell of popcorn filling the lobby, that…
Love Match
Tonight a match togetherLet the game beginOur pasts have trainedUs for this momentOf truth we’re not afraidThe length of playDepends…
A Child’s Christmas in Hawai’i
Say, 65 years ago this morningI would have been awakemuch earlier than sunrise,earlier than that time when wormsbegin to quiver…
Slowly
Why does it always have to be his way? I finally have had it. I say, “Basically, Alex, you’re a…
What Future?
We’re in the middle of our meeting, drinking coffee at Starbucks. “Hold up your right hand,” she says. I do.…
Wintering Over
I would watch the lake ice break upMonstrous blocksCompeting for space as they expandedWorking against each otherConstantly shifting positionsAt night…
