Poetry To Me….
Poetry To Me… By: Trevor Mersburgh Poetry to me is where I express my feelings. Poetry is what we do for fun. Poetry teaches me many lessons. Poetry helps me learn about people. Poetry is where I get creative.…
Crying
CRYING by Justin Ayento Leaving this place felt desperate, sad. Never wanted to leave this place ever again. The winter weather felt perfect for this time of year. Tall building soaring over us, people walking on the streets, music…
My Place
My Place By: Greison Visoria Whenever no taste And you just wanna be alone I go to my place To get back in my zone My place has all kinds of colors Like blue, pink, red, and green My…
In The Beginning
In The Beginning By: Greilynn Bergonio In the beginning, I was his night & day I was his night & day In the beginning, I would get kisses on the cheek I would get kisses on the cheek when…
A World Without Trees
A World Without Trees by Cloë Parks Some think it’d be cool to live in a world without trees A modern world, organized, and buzzing with technology They don’t know that there’s no grace in a big empty space No…
Words
Words by Cloë Parks To write is to create your mark Your personal signature Your words, your voice, your ideas, your thoughts It's something deep inside your soul Something no one can take away Even if it’s the smallest, tiniest…
Summertime
Summertime by Cloë Parks She sits on an overlooking cliff in a meditating position Not alone, but surrounded by the wise spirits of her ancestors Embedded in soft green grass, she feels the gentle hum of the aina She hears…
Koa Chair
Koa Chair by Cloë Parks Didn’t go to college Ain’t got nothing in my wallet Just sitting on my tired Koa chair Kids race around our impecunious waste Throwing their innocent lives away Testing the essence of time throughout the days…
Kohala
Kohala by Malia Donner A place of old where history is present Where the aloha runs free giving off it’s essence Standing with pride not denying your place Showing the world your story being dipped with grace A place of…
A poem is…..
A Poem Is... by Isaiah Salvador Poetry can make you smile Poetry can make you frown Poetry makes you feel like a winner wearing a king's crown Poetry has rhythm, Poetry can even rhyme, Poetry is fun to read and…
Where Da Palm Trees Are
Where Da Palm Trees Are by Azariah Javillonar Every morning is an u’i-ful one Birds are singing and the sun is awakening Mauna Kea, Mauna Loa, and Kilauea are all in sight With puffs of clouds, here and there, that…
Life
Kanoa, "The Awesomeness" To see the world with courage... ...bravery... ...creativity... ...and inspiration. To live life with sorrow... ... joy... ...failure... ...and success. To wake up and feel alive... ...determined... ...motivated... ...and loved. …
Kohala Kid
Mekaila Pasco We started as seeds... dropped from her petals... showered with love... then drowned in metal... Scarred by words... caught in mistakes... gave it our best... …
Cousins
Cousins by Makamae Edayan Some live here, some live there Either way its still unfair From having 1, to having 2, then I got 3 Now they should all come home to me One's, two's and three's, yet, some feel like…
Why?
Kamaile Gusman Why judge when all you want is to be not? Why gloat when you're the last? Why search when you always reject? Why try to be perfect when that's impossible? Why come just to grumble? Why try to…
A Late Night with Alcohol
I heard glass shattering And saw mother cleaning As He chuckled and laughed as if he were king That’s when I swore he called me a Whore as I ran Back to my bed I shouldn’t have said anything…
Pololu
Sydney Cochran Ocean blue waves crashing on the long ago rounded rocks Then my gaze shifts upwards Further up into the powdery black beach, dashed with trails of footprints Each one engraving a memory to be washed away, but not…
My Home
Gabby Tomas laughter in the air salt in my hair the aroma of sunscreen and aku on the grill laughing and splashing singing and ringing I walk across the blazing sand my toes meet with the cool, calm water I'm…
The Reason Why
Taisa Masalosalo-Masuda I called you the other night You didn't answer, I guess its alright I should be used to it by now, Just a small dim on my light The tiny flame that hardly exists but yet, I still…