“Out of water, I am nothing” Duke Kahanamoku
By: Tina Vu


Glowing bright star in the morning sky,
Pale blue gray waves crashing on the sand,

I sit looking out at the vast pool,
Contemplating what move I should make.

Thinking of the cycle of life,
Making sure I knew where I fit.

I close my eyes, leaning back,
Taking in the tides.

Tides come, tides go.
Life comes, life goes.

When will I know my purpose,
Where will I be in life?

Her face never shined like twinkle in the sky.
I think she became like this when daddy saw St. Peter at the Pearly Gates.
She never understood why he moved,
I love you always he caroled.


Her laughter used to boom throughout the halls.
Her joy spread like the plague.
Her smile shined like stars.


Now momma is a single-ply tissue.
Dew stains her cheeks.
Laughter is a distant memory.

White Christmas angel,
Love filled, nothing but memories.
Evil world, corrupt,
Now blinds the core of her existence.