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KITES INTO THE SKY

Published by ANN INOSHITA | Saturday, May 17, 2008 9:32 PM


This poem was born on the day of the Saturday festival from the lines of eight writers. Below are the original lines followed by the final poem.


ORIGINAL LINES

Hot skies, pages of words, music floats under the trees.—Tamara Moan

The swell of the ocean at high tide is as of the fulness in my heart.—Kimberly K.A. Aken

Do you know my name? It’s Isabelle.—Mahina Bautista

Salty breezes follow you till you have no reasons.—Michael Among

I’m reaching for you, but you do not see; years of patience, sadness, hoping you’ll love me.—Melanie Stier

A dream of trade winds suffocating in L.A. vog.—Peter Biggs

Come hide behind the mask with me...—Mary Radnofsky

My children sent into the world like kites into the sky.—Barbara Shideler


KITES INTO THE SKY

As I remove my blanket and cling to you under hot skies,
I hear music float under the trees singing pages of words.
I can feel the swell of the ocean at high tide in my heart.
Then, you brush my body away.

I whisper near your ear, “Do you know my name? It’s Isabelle.”
and you don’t reply.
You have no reasons for me
as the salty breezes follow you into our bedroom.

I’m reaching for you, but you do not see
the years of patience and sadness hoping you’ll love me.
I dream of trade winds while suffocating in vog.

Please pretend for me.
Come hide behind the mask with me.
Let’s run outside with our children.
Children sent into the world like kites into the sky.




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