Hawaiian Hurricane Haiku: Tropical Storm Postscript


And then came the rain

following the hurricane

Tropical Storm Lane



Everything is wet

and the rain is still falling.

Gardens are grateful.



We’re all still alive

us and all the animals

horse and ducks and all



At last the sun shines

and the birds are all singing

the storm is over



Powerful island

Moloka’i, Pule O’o

prayers were all answered.



It’s back to work now

mud everywhere, dirty feet

gardens are growing.




About soitgoes1984

I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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