A summer poem

Goodbye to Kauai

Greens turn to grey as we soar softly away on the cobalt expanse
Beyond the grey is green
In the green the folds
In those folds I hid in for a while
From your verdant tresses the native boy conferred upon my love the ginger flower
Now fragrantly perishing in the stateroom

Steep mountain shores stand in their not quite eternal attention
They saw Cook leave
They saw the Duke leave and now I must go
Have they returned?
Are they among your mangrove fingers in the Wailua ?

May the rains cool your tongue Kauai!
Sweat laughter in excess to the cliffs!
Let it drown your pigs and roosters

So much beauty has been drained from you but you offer more for any passer by

I will never see you again Kauai

Comments

[Remainderman]

A new look from the Serf.

Good job.