Reminiscent

Toad Road...brings me memories,
For I am there no more.
I left my loved ones standing,
On that Hawaiian shore.

That sunset has no equal now,
Where breakers clawed...as willed.
No waving palms beneath the moon,
The trade-winds now...are stilled.

No Pali heights...reach for the sky,
And runs down to the sea.
True measure...makes a mighty strength,
Where surf and rocks agree.

No longer does sweet perfume rise,
From blossoms off that isle.
My faded vision gives no sight,
Of countenances...where brown-skin smiles.

It's not because...I'm lonely now,
But the taste was something strong.
And in the stillness...I can hear,
Faint strains...of ukulele song.


E.P. 1908 - 1989