Nectar
Gathered
Through Winter passing-
Sweet
Transition
Thursday, January 28, 2010
The Stamens Are Having A Party!
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Shadows Of Fall
Your but a memory
Buried beneath
The turning leaves
Once when we
Had joined the dance
Life
Like ocean's hidden depths
Began to swell
You passed
&
Shadows grew
Now I shade my eyes
Watch them mingle
Along this shore
Struck, looking in
Our grown son's eyes..
Was only you
I saw before..
But it's me too
In between
The words
I heard a hesitation-
Even introspection
Yes, I could see
That you are me
Yet you are us..
Still
It will always be
Just you-
Fall is crying
And we'll remain
More than just a memory
Buried beneath
These turning leaves
Monday, January 25, 2010
O Death.. Where Is Your Sting?
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Wailoa River Reflections, 2
When William Ellis visited in 1823, Waiākea was the main settlement on Hilo Bay. The Waiākea Mission (now called Haili Church) was the first church in eastern Hawaiʻi island, founded in 1824. Several eruptions of Mauna Loa (the most recent in 1984) have threatened the area. Tsunamis devastated Waiākea-Kai (along the coast), with the largest in 1949 and 1960. A clock found in the rubble set to the exact time when it stopped in 1960 serves as a memorial.
(you can see the clock in the first link)
The people who survived Hilo's tsunamis built a memorial to their loved ones near the banks of the Wailoa River in a palm-shaded park. There, also, is a black-and-gold statue of King Kamehameha the Great-
Wailoa River State Recreation Area (away.com), encompasses 130 acres in downtown Hilo between the city and the Pacific Ocean. The park surrounds the Wailoa River.
The park contains memorials for tsunami victims and Vietnam War veterans, as well as a cultural center. Facilities include a boat ramp, picnic tables, restrooms & information center.
(Wailoa River 1 here)
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Watching All The Clouds Pass
Standing over the kitchen sink
While the water fills a skillet
I'm in the middle of a new day
Suds begins to float up in tiny bubbles
I imagine myself
Lying in the grass-
Watching all the clouds pass
What am I now
Next to some 2 O'clock flower?
Me..
Turning, like the petals
By the hour
Chimes below the roof
Sound like
Some city church bells
But I-
Just a shadow
Arms sometimes stiff-
Like an oak tree
Wiser I would hope
An all my mulberry's
Turn into pies
Dark twisted stems
Burgundy leaves..
Colors of fall, peer
Behind my vase
A kaleidoscope in all
Season's held captive
Along my wall
Still what am I?
Ps. 139: 8-12
"If I ascend to heaven, You are there;
If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there.
If I take the wings of the dawn,
If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea,
Even there Your hand will lead me,
And Your right hand will lay hold of me. If I say, “Surely the darkness will overwhelm me,
And the light around me will be night,” Even the darkness is not dark to You,
And the night is as bright as the day.."
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Comical Year In Review
(Smack Down)
This vid is worth the watch too.. but if you get impatient you can grab the bar and forward to only about (2:18) ..so look at the time just above the bar on bottom)..