Marina Sail Away

Marina shares she has been swept away
Marina stares as she takes her breath away
Marina cares for a shoreline far away



Marina sometimes stays then often goes
Marina swirls up swifts and even flows
Marina sails atop or drifts down below



Marina claims her own creative dish
Marina manages her abundant fish
Marina catches every far flung wish




Marina surprises and denies at attempts to stay
Marina encourages and challenges another day
Marina walks on water when you look the other way

Along The Surface of The Sun

Riding that rainbow wave along the surface of the Sun,
we find the need for some serious fun.
Blazing color sweeping stop the wavy horizon of searing heat,
a radiant, tropical palette paints the days complete.


Turn up the flame.
Burn our desires.
Sizzle up the atmosphere.
There is no shame.


Sweet potato fries we share with friends.
Fry 'em up. Dip 'em and dunk them in.
Hot sugared Malsadas burning at our finger tips.
Tongues bouncing, hot-hot-hot, pop more in.


Burning sticky hot, we cannot stop.
Pinch hold our earlobes to cool them off.
Tricky tricky, sees our waitress.
Mama shakes her head and laughs it off.


Splash hot coffee with drop of a sugar cube.
Cinnamon sprinkle and a honey spoon.
Hot spring bubbles burst the surface.
Jacuzzi tub jumping at high noon.


Tuna Poke, soy and ginger.
Salmon skin sticks with Aioli.
Fireside, tiki torch, candlelight.
Roy's serving chocolate lava tonight.


Lover, lover.
Cool it down.
Mango, cayenne.
Pele come around.



Hot Summer Fun at Roy's Restaurant.

Creative Courtyard

Everyone needs a 'Creative Courtyard' ...even if it is a dark basement with a slide show wall of vacation photos. A few simple framed views that make my mind wander and heart wonder.
Moving slowly and progressively forward, while finding focus in my present Happiness. This is the place that reminds me most of my travels, taking me back to places I wish I were able to camp out everyday. After so many summers spent on the islands of Hawaii, on my mind lately are the mountains of Mexico: San Miguel de Allende.

Call the Navy

Call the Navy, I am swimming in a sea of tears.
Surviving the annual Family vacation, is becoming a more interesting challenge as the years continue. My saving grace is the like minded few that can catch a wink from across the room.
...And a quick escape route with a solid excuse, and a return ticket to show a hint of graciousness, so that not to totally discredit the experience. Being trapped for a week with a dozen people can be loads of fun. The kids like to have that many eyes and ears surrounding them, laps and hands holding them. Tongues tend to be sharp, nerves tender, ears blocked, heavy lids, dull smiles, all encapsulated into slow moving zombie bodies. On cue, I hop in the passenger seat of another like minded member. We speed away under the radar detectors, through barricades, passed sitting ducks, until I am delivered to my rightful driveway. We work with joy and efficiency, whistling away a couple of precious days. Done. Refreshed and on the road again. We arrive to a delightful house hold, with stories of triumphs and drama, survival and satiation, we are lost.