Waikiki beach, near the pacific's roar
spear fished the inky night but close to shore
for now and then, a warning shout of shark
we scrambled back to sand with trembling heart

before the scare, our bags were full of fish
we planned to fabricate a wooden dish
from dry wood, we found washed up on the beach
a fire, lit, with Hawaiians there to teach

our friends used old coconuts for their...

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'I dream, day and night, of becoming one of those invisible little saints; I dream of touching the world with my actions unseen, but their effects rippling for miles, as stalks bend by the grace of the wind.

Were it only so easy for my clumsy human hands to lift the hearts of a panorama.'

words to drive fast by,
cheap and fleeting with the windows down,
summer screaming in and the life ins...

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