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Tag Archives: helicopters
In The Sky
I. Helicopters buzz alongside lush-green sea cliffs through sacred valleys and over farmland, cutting through peace and quiet, cutting through silence like knives chop, chop, chop, a reminder of missionaries sharpening their blades, chopping the islands like venison … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, collateral damage, farmers, farming, hawaii, helicopters, history, Iraq, Molokai, occupation, poem, Poetry, Syria, tanka, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged Afghanistan, deer, hawaii, Hawaiian Sovereignty, helicopter tours, helicopters, history, iraq, Kaho'olawe, Maui, military, missionaries, Molokai, noise pollution, occupation, Peace, poem, poetry, religion, sacred land, sea cliffs, tanka, theft, tourism, venison, war
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Like Fresh Venison
The helicopters buzz alongside sea cliffs through sacred valleys and over farms cutting through silence cutting through peace like butcher knives the ‘chop, chop, chop’ a reminder of the missionaries slicing these islands up like fresh venison taking everything from … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, hawaii, history, human rights, humanity, occupation, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged Afghanistan, deer meat, hawaii, helicopters, Lili'uokalani, military, Molokai, occupation, poem, poetry, tourism, venison, war, war tax resistance
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Noise
above the rustling of the leaves and the clucking of the chickens and the singing of the birds and the crashing of the waves and the barking of the dogs and the meowing of the cats and the neighing of … Continue reading
Posted in america, collateral damage, empathy, farming, farms, goats, government, history, human rights, humanity, Iraq, murder, poem, Poetry, taxes, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance
Tagged birds, cats, chickens, death, dogs, farming, goats, hawaii, helicopters, horses, life, military, nature, poem, poetry, Sheep, taxes, violence, war, war tax resistance
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