Saturday, June 10, 2006

ahupua`a: Kane'ohe Fish Ponds

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Somewhere along
the eroded edge of a drowned volcano

I passed by a pond
swimming with dreams

pigmented flashes of light and dark

muscle under the scales
that should have been feathers

you fly
if only for 3 or 4 seconds of pure longing --

I fly
with you in my shadows

my fears, my failures
confined to grim swimming

except when we leap
flying fish

a pond,
teaming with dreams

in a drowned volcano

becomes flesh
and fire