Calm ʻĀina
Calm ʻĀina by Kaycee Oandasan No chatter on the beach Nobody on the shore Only people catching waves As if the waves were parties themselves There are no clouds blocking the sun There are no rocks just sand EVERYWHERE There is…
A World of Circuits and So Much More
A World of Circuits and So Much More by Carl Rich There's a world of circuits and a world of so much more If there was only one world that we could only adore There would be love of…
Poetry is….
Poetry is… by Sierra Shaw Poetry is a paper plane you never know where it's gonna go but you know it's going somewhere. Poetry is a warm jacket on a frosty December day, you never wanna leave it behind…
Football Field
Football Field By Isaiah Lorenzo We go to the park early in the morning The sun is still rising The sky is pink, orange, and yellow It smells like chili and hot dogs from the concession Sounds like everyone's pumped…
This Land is My Land, Not Just Yours
This Land is My Land, Not just Yours. by Sadey Alip Stand my ground as the wind pushes against me. I can feel its bitter cold seep into my bones. Chilling me from my head to my soul. Jotting me…
My Heart’s Sink
My Heart's Sink By Mya Bartsch left behind to feed myself floating down a path of bad health lost and confused on how they could choose an addiction over their own creation crying every night thinking about my childhood Red…
Blade of Grass
Blade of Grass by Jaime Cedillos What am I ? I am grass, that is what I am. Day in, I see sunrises. Day out, I see sunsets. There are days that I am Wet. There are days that I…
Family to Me
Family to Me by Keoni Barco Family has always taught me that we all are different and have different cultures. It's good to have different cultures, don't be ashamed of how you look or act because we are all the same,…
Soccer is life.
Soccer is Life by Mani Life. Soccer is my life. You have yours I have mine. Blood sweat and the rare occasion of a tear , I lay it all on the field to win, Failure is not an option. it's…
Life’s a Beach
Life's a Beach by Faith Knappe salty air, sandy hair, the endless summer take me there, sand between my toes, waves that flow and go, my bathing suit leaving tan marks in the sun, it is may the time…
What is Poetry…
What is poetry... by Duncan Anderson Poetry is the bleak snow on a cold arctic day Poetry is a still mountain that could never be moved Poetry is nature, the exotic and beautiful Poetry is a lazy summer day when…
Sydney
Sydney by Mya Finau She pours me breakfast cereal at 12:01 AM. Sitting on her counter, I begin to vent. She nods as she listens to everything I have to say. I refuse to go home tonight “Go ask your…
Pastel Feelings
Pastel Feelings by Daejha Rivera I Walked out onto my front porch, gleaming into the distance. The pastel colored skies reminded me of a hazy,warm flashback. Dampened leaves that have fallen from the trade winds. My mind, suddenly wanders…
Kawaihae
Hawaiian Homes, Kawaihae By: Azariah Javillonar It all starts as you go up the red hill at the intersection at Akoni Pule Highway and Kalo’olo’o Drive. The Pacific Ocean is virtually my front yard. The fragrance of the salty mist is…
Damn Kids!
Damn Kids! by J.B. damn kids, acting dumb again, i'm taking away your phones again. hows JB laughing at his braddahs. i just told maka that working at burger king isnt gonna get you anywhere in life and she…
Just Try
Just Try by Isaiah Salvador I was always told that trying and failing is better than not trying at all I'd rather take 100 free throws and miss 15 than than shoot 15 and miss zero fail…
Grow
Grow by Kyle Seymour-Wilson As a tree , you would be Need a lot of water, to get strong You will always or never be so wrong Trees are free, out in the open You will need food But why If…
Kohala
Kohala, My Home by Elijah Johnson You stand and gaze upon Kohala The beautiful landscape filled with deep valleys full of roaring waterfalls the bright green hills filled with extraordinary life with colorful red and yellow flowers abundantly blooming swaying…
People
People by Mitchell Canniff people people say they’ve changed what they mean is they want to change you people how they try how they try to make it their way, changing your way people they try,…
Poetry is…
Poetry is..... by Grace Akau Poetry is a maze full of traps and secret corridors, one of those places that no one ever escapes Poetry is a safe haven, one of those silly little comfort zones where people can let…