Easy Money
The way the old woman stared at him, it was as if she was looking right through him. Like she couldn’t…
Dream Burial
When I understood he understoodI answered him with OkayThe blank expression on my faceDisguising my anguishAt his answer of OkayA…
Last Night
You chill me ocean coldThe moon unsettling nightAs you draw back your handI glimpse a raw dawn horizonOur years will…
Living Free
Today in my yard a mynah birdCalls its characteristic chirpFrom up in the mango treeI don’t see them displayed in…
I’m happy to say that my 2nd collection of stories, In the Way Aloha Lives, is now available on Amazon
And I Miss Him Now
Teaching tough kidsIn a notoriously tough schoolCan be tough on you It was well knownHe only came to campusFor my…
The Muse Knocks Again
She aids my writing in many waysJust soI’m raking up some leavesWhen my neighbor’s black catBig BoyTears across my pathWitness…
Relieving Memory
Funny how memory can play the roleOf a well-meaning deceiverWhisperer of white liesWeaver of softening patternsRounder of rough contoursA childhood…
Night Visits
The night opens my eyesAnd awake will see into the darknessIt’s not that kindSo solid it’s like beingConfined in a…
I’m happy to say that Episode 1 of my 6th Lt. David Chan Hawai’i-based mystery, “Bullets Flying,” is now available on the Kindle Vella platform.
Home Bound
I hand-built this pitcher with care for youDid not thrown it mechanically on a wheelBut the hairline cracks from the…
A Mentor
My third grade teacher, Miss Reed (Read)Told my parents that I did not read at grade levelShe asked them if…
The Moon Setting
It was always like, Hey, brahThe f-ing moon’s setting on usWe gotta get outta this placeBecause our folksAre gonna freak…
Out and In
I’m the flower pinned to a party wallI’m the violet that always shrinksI’m hardly the life of anythingIt’s a bit…
No Such Thing as Even Days
Every slice of frozen timeHeld up to the examining lightHold your place in itWith a wrinkling index fingerAnd crooked bonedWhile…
Accustomed
I have grown built to wait silentlyTo be played with by someoneA green Army man with green rifleStanding on his…
Life Cycle
When I was a kid in HonoluluEvery funeral in town it seemedInvolved a huge motorcadeThat moved by in slow motion…
How did this cliché become a cliché?
If you’ve ever said that X is/was refreshingAnd you meant it seriouslyI wasn’t there to hear itAnd don’t actually know…
Ocean Meditation
A dazed light reflectionSun glinting on its fast free runUnleashed across the sky refractionArc of a bright bird winging onTo…
