Asleep at the Feet of King Kamehameha
Asleep at the feet
of others
Asleep at the feet
of so called success
frozen in time.
What happened?
Do you wish to draw power
from the past?
To set matters right
in your life?
Would a gift of money
counterwise contribute
To your success?
The passerbys,
Have they learned of your plight?
Do they know of who you are?
my voice expelled, and yet you are
as motionless as the stone.
Your silence describes all,
What will you become tomorrow,
After the osmosis of power?
Will history give you a gift
she has not given to me?
I have worked hard all my life
And never received such.
Perhaps you will,
And thus level the field.
So perhaps,
eye to eye,
on your feet,
we will speak tomorrow.
As a creative technologist, designer, author and illustrator, Capt. Jeff has created billboards to broadcast commercials to corporate identities, formed four corporations, three of which (Creative Intelligence, Inc., Shattuck Marine, Inc., Ocean Tiger, Inc.), he takes a seat on the board of directors. An author and media outlet contributor, Jeff is pleased to be able to contribute to the body of knowledge that belongs to every person now and in the future. Mostly he loves writing and illustrating his childrens books. Visit him on www.dreamtodesign.com.
Birthday
by Sue Cowing
A poem is a baby slowly forming
in the fluid inner world:
toes out of nowhere,
eyelashes out of heartbeat.
Like a dolphin, born tail-first
so it won’t drown
in a world of water.
Then someone, is it the mother?
nudges it to the surface, crooning
breathe now, breathe.
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Kōnane
by Sue Cowing
At Kaʻena, fire and waterline up their stones
dull black lavaround white coral
for the island’s oldest kōnane gamemoves so slow
the stones are all we see.
Sue Cowing is a local author active in the Hawaiʻi literary community. Her latest work is a middle-grade novel You Will Call Me Drog. Birthday was originally published in Bamboo Ridge.
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