Papuan sky

this distant sky is unlike
any sky I have ever gazed

hatched in solitude --
i devour the light hours

this churning, living
breathing energy

there is vitality in a
beautiful storm, moody-

colorful and strange,
mist rolls off each wave

permitting sun to engage
casting streams of light;

yellow & burnt orange
refracting & bending. distant

drums, operatic shrills of
singing chanting voices

my papuan brothers
& sisters dance barefoot

in tropical rain, humid
and thick with mourning

i am a full & heavy heart
departing from terminal B.

Author's Note

An ode to Papua New Guinea which has been home for the last 2 years.... as I make the journey to move home to Hawaii.

Reviews

[Ty]

"there is vitality in a beautiful storm, moody-" loved this line, so vivid.

[B]

A beautiful way to say goodbye
i rather never say them at all
you have eloquence to your work

[Island Hippy]

Mahalo, goodbyes are never easy I often hope they become a 'see you again sometime' I appreciate your comment.

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing description. You made me wish to see this sky and the dance. I love poetry. Allow us to travel to new places. Thank you Izzy for sharing your amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Island Hippy]

Mahalo John, 'ae poetry gives us a glimpse of wonderful things. I appreciate your warmth

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure. I love your work.

[duff]

Your writing takes me on a journey every time. Exotic places that you can close your eyes and nod off to. There is a freedom to your work that is admirable.

"yellow & burnt orange
refracting & bending. distant"

Beautiful line. Great job Izzy. A pleasure to read:)

[Island Hippy]

Mahalo my friend what a lovely comment that really made me feel very warm! You're appreciated x

[duff]

Anytime friend. Glad I can make you smile:)

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

My Ohana, have you left already? Wow. Changes too fast to keep up with! I pray for you and wish you safe flight with your little passenger. This poem is a beautiful tribute to the home you are leaving-vivid, colorful exotic imagery-so primal and alive. "My papuan brothers & sisters dance barefoot."-In tropical rain, humid and thick with mourning."-such touching and poignant feelings. Every closure is sad ,like a small death, or like a hard passage into new light (birth!)... I wish you beautiful new light on your journey my sister.xo

[Island Hippy]

Aloha :) I have a deep love for the people and place and felt so sad to leave especially the village we called home. Though I became accustomed to their ways it felt so special when they farewelled us with traditional dance, song & prayer to send baby and I on our way. When baby is old enough to travel we'd love to bring him back here to visit.

I'm in Sydney Australia, until the 3rd and then begin the long trek home. I hope your last week at work has been blessed so far my ohana :) mahalo much x

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Leaving on a jet plane told in vivid colourful stanzas Izzy. The feeling of being drawn and reluctantly departing is well portrayed.
You are on a roll today!

[Island Hippy]

Mahalo John 'ae strong feelings of ohana away from home in Papua.

[Paul Bell]

Can feel the pain in your poem.
Will you return at some point.
Or is it pastures new.

[Island Hippy]

Mahalo Paul, I hope so, the people and the place are so easy to love. It's been an incredible 2 years & we definitely would like to bring our little one back here at some stage. I am looking forward to setting foot back in Hawaii though.

[Paul Bell]

Sounds great to me Issy. Born in the sun. That could have been one of my ambitions. All the best when the time comes.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

leaving home...leaving where the heart is---a heaviness in this mixed with hauntingly beautiful images.
j.

[Island Hippy]

'Ae it has been home for the last two years. The people and place have become so special to me. Mahalo Jacob.