Poetry

Forgotten Beach Boy

Marika — Wed, 03 Jan 2007 19:18:32 +0000

Once-revered
soul surfing navigator
of turquoise waters.
Discarded from
your playground since you were born,
before you could walk.
Replaced,
by a younger breed. With lighter skin and
deeper pockets.
Your ancestral ties
to the sea,
frayed.

First Encounter

Marika — Fri, 08 Dec 2006 21:03:38 +0000

Words roll languidly-
Seductively even-
off of his full lips
like a fine silk robe sliding down virgin skin.
His animated baritone musings commanding
full attention.
Broad shoulders slung back,
he saunters confidently across the lawn,
Back arching and dark muscles flexing as
he carefully selects a mango from the blossoming tree.
His every fluid move-
a delicious,
engaging
performance.

Twisted

Marika — Fri, 27 Oct 2006 19:30:07 +0000

Going through the motions

and e-motions

Like a well choreographed ballet

Only there is no captive audience

But pen and paper

No encore

But silence

and

no closing night celebration

…only tangling in bed with absence

Lament

Marika — Tue, 24 Oct 2006 20:39:50 +0000

skin
Freshly stamped on skin
Their union warming inside her
weaving a delicate spider web,
coarse in its power
to capture
tangle
and

release

Untitled

Marika — Tue, 24 Oct 2006 20:38:34 +0000

His love,
Preserved
like the box of knickknacks she would never revisit
but once treasured so much

Loss

Marika — Fri, 20 Oct 2006 22:45:50 +0000

warmth
from his lips
still lingering
on mine
when the road's sharp bend
Surprised him
And he left
this world

Final Rendezvous

Marika — Fri, 20 Oct 2006 20:22:34 +0000

That dreaded conversation
The End
and
The Beginning

Chain smoking,
Heart sinking,
Tears-
burning our cheeks
and
choking our words

Reeling through the moment
Like an out of control merry-go-round

The sky wept as we wept
Our nook at the end of the world
...was ending

No more afternoon delights

Her name is Lo'ihi

Marika — Fri, 20 Oct 2006 20:06:43 +0000

From the ocean she springs
Bubbling below sea level
Her above-ground debut thousands of years forthcoming

Slowly she compiles and compounds
Unsullied, fertile land
-- A gift
From (the Hawaiian Goddess) Pele
From Mother Earth

Fresh loam for generations yet born
Nourishment
Reparation
For earth destroyed,
polluted and bombed

She is New life
Sacred soil

Anticipate
her crimson blood
flowing down gentle slopes,
fusing with the sea
Creating.
A welcome blessing
A second chance.

Haikus

Marika — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 01:02:32 +0000

Indigo sky,
speckled with stars--
sunset aftermath

billowing clouds

curve along

the secluded cove

Ivory flowers

blanket red soil,

mango trees in bloom

Smelling rain

on oil-laden pavement,

I long for country

surfers crouch

in liquid tubes,

returning to the womb

Barely submerged

Black, razor-sharp spines pierce skin:

Low tide.

Blowing out birthday candles,

she wishes again

for love

breathing shallow,

new lovers play

with nervous touches

abandoned,

azure-striped beach umbrellas

masked by snow.

Rain drops

intermittently,

rainbows brighten skies

Long silver traces

of shooting stars

leave her breathless

Jagged bolts of lighting,

Dazzling orange embers—

Earth’s fireworks

Tiny bursts of yellow light

illuminate dark woods:

Fireflies.

flames flicker,

ghosts on the wall

dance

Dew flecks

giant lily pads--

Amazon dawn.

Intoxicated love

and confetti strewn dancehalls:

Wedding season

Mosquitos

ruthlessly suck

tender folds of skin

She dislikes cologne

but finds his effort

endearing

Bustling streets

grow quiet:

siesta.

Full moon,

surfers glide

on silver water

Mid day

hot sand

burns feet

gusts of wind

sway tall bamboo forests:

wood chimes

treading

on virgin sand,

crabs scatter

North swell--

surfers churn

in whitewash

Swooping and circling,

Brightly-colored butterflies,

Flirt.

Bubbling below sea,

unsullied land

compiles and compounds