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Tag Archives: paradise
Fat and Happy
As I arrived at my friends farm yesterday, I thought I heard the sound of bone being cut, pig bone or maybe sheep or goat, but the sound that I heard was the grinder my friend held in his … Continue reading
The Birds Are Still Flying: Ode To Kaho’olawe
They watched as it bled blood red clouding the ocean and asked themselves how? They forgot that it’s alive dying slowly as God cries and green turns to brown. Veins are nothing without blood but tears wash away sacredness … Continue reading
Posted in hawaii, Kaho'olawe, Molokai, poem, Poetry, tanka, Uncategorized, Vieques, writing
Tagged Afghanistan, birds, environment, erosion, hawaii, heaven, hell, iraq, Kaho'olawe, Lanai, Maui, Molokai, paradise, poem, poetry, tanka, taxes, training, unexploded ordnance, Vietnam, war
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Ala Moana
Looking down at the street below from this 14th floor hotel window I see the sidewalk where my family sleeps if God is real I hope it weeps for what society has become we don’t see our sister just another … Continue reading
Posted in abuse, addiction, Ala Moana, american dream, anxiety, broken heart, capitalism, conversation, depression, domestic violence, dreams, empathy, family, hawaii, healing, homeless, humanity, imagine, jazz, life, love, people, poem, Poetry, solidarity, soul, Uncategorized, universe, womens rights, writing
Tagged addiction, Ala Moana, alcohol, anxiety, capitalism, collateral damage, depression, drugs, family, hawaii, homelessness, humanity, ohana, paradise, poem, poetry, poverty, solidarity, Waikiki
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