Gift — Hour 24

The answer to my prayers this gift it is

A head full of pudding

The buds they’re not budding

Good night is all that remains to say

it is…

Penultimate — Hour 23

I have an imaginary friend who

writes poetry in my head

he’s on strike right now

so I can’t prove a thing

If he wants to play an hour from now

I’ll let you know

Experiment — Hour 22

She surmised it was the feathers

that made birds fly

she searched and gathered

that first week

and headed for the dune

with a handful of white

Sleep — Hour 21

Drown me under the ceiling fan

in my lumpy bed

dear to me

familiar

turn out the light

I’m ready for 14

my brain toasted like a fruit strudel

oozing fluid unusable

pen me up

folks

It’s a quality control issue

okay?

 

Get Real — Hour 20

The LED desk lamp sits on my shelf

sidelined

Hate its cold blue light.

Give me the old dim light as long as it’s warm and yellow.

I’m not the inside of a fridge.

Adulthood — Hour 18

Yes indeed I did it

Went to Denny’s Kihei for

the free Grand Slam on my birthday that year

Didn’t know anyone

Ken was gone

a friendship never to return

A sad-for-myself occasion

Sometimes a freebie comes with a big scoop

of humiliation

when anonymity would be preferred

but calories and sweets

can secretly console

 

 

For Cindy — Hour 16

All my missteps and wrong turns

Disappointments and sunburns

are now kept in a box named thankfulness

for all of them conspired

for years (rather tired)

to bring me to you

and you to me

I couldn’t change a thing to risk a different outcome

no way

because I’ve got you

Finders Keepers!

Ultralight Training Flight– Hour 15

Imagine a simple lawn chair

Awning extended overhead off to the sides

Now imagine that this chair is magic and can take you anywhere you want to go

The bare frame lifts and turns

the propeller behind rocks us away from Giggle Hill

Shortly Armand and I are 1000 feet over Ho’okipa

birding above windsurfers

laboring against a steady trade

out over open water banking to a coral head

four hands on the control bar

then he told me over the headset to take it

to do a 360

I did (with some assistance)

The tail wind punched us back over Haiku

toward the pastured airstrip

Buffeted by updrafts rousting the gulch approach

he popped us across and back down

a goose landing on her feet we were

on grass once again*

 

*Even with my fear of heights I felt safe in this craft. The briefing included use of a safety feature–an explosive canister mounted behind the wing out of which two emergency chutes could deploy to provide a gentle-ish drop from the sky for aeronauts and craft..

 

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