Living in the real Hawaii on Oahu is not all it's cracked up to be. Yet, when you work, talk to your kid, have a fight with your wife or are having a crappy day in general, you are still in Hawaii.
I am a former soldier, a teacher with special needs kids,
+ more bio informationWho is to say what is right and what is wrong when it comes to religion? Who is to say that the children that follow in the footsteps of their parents in whatever their religion is are right or wrong? Some are teaching their children to kill. Some teach only pure-bred bloodlines are right. Some teach rituals, some teach by e...
The tools you use today were all developed and first used in the military. The very things you derive so much pleasure from using were used in war first. I used the original cell phones, which were as big as a chunky shoe. The computers we use today were great big things that filled truck trailers and we had to run tape thro...
In addition to fathers who have abandoned their family, there is also the father (and in today's world-mothers), who have placed a premium on something other than their actual time with their children and families. They value money, job, mortgage, status, power, etc. over the family. Let's face it, you are in control of your...
Poetry slips from our souls and lives, it cannot be contained so it roars or cries or incubates in your head until you have no choice but to tap the keys or take pen in hand. Poetry is life run through each of our mind's eyes, and bumped and bruised by our prejudices and feelings that day when we write. There are so many sty...
My brother and I were fed up with our oldest brother Peck. Whenever daddy wasn't there, he thought he was the boss of the back 40. I guess he was but me and my brother Don just got fed up one summer and we decided to try every conceivable way to slip horse and cow crap into his life. You remember the "Forrest Gump" guy Bubba...
What's next? We are going to grap some pastry and coffee. Then we will hit some tennis balls as a family. My daughter and I will snorkel and see our friend fish. Then I teach a tennis lesson and we will have some lunch. That is Hawaiian stlye poetry. What's next? I'm going to turned this damned computer off. Aloha!
Spiders! Ladder, cliff and high rise. . . Sharks, germs, closet/elevator, Oh my! Black guy, middle east guy, white supreme guy, homeless guy, rapist guy. . . Oh my! Undercooked meat, nuclear bombs, 9-11, plane crashing, tainted mayonaise, Oh my! New flus, aids, alzheimers and birds and mosquitos. . . Oh my! Scary inside my h...
The people who died don't care. They are gone. Forget the obituary, forget the silly funeral. Have a great big wake (Irish) or party for them and remember them that one time as a group. And of course you will always carry that memory around of them in your head. Oh bitch you airy. It's a weird word, and summing up a great, h...
Louis Marvin
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