AuthorsDen.com  Join | Login 

 
Where Authors and Readers come together!

Authors | Books | Audiobooks | eBooks | Signed Bookstore | Stories | Articles | Poetry | Blogs | News | Events | Reviews | Videos | Success | Gold Members | Testimonials

Featured Authors:  Scott Zachary, iDave Tabler, iPeter Jessop, iDietmar Rothe, iT. Weber, iLisa DAnnolfo Levey, iStephen Murray, iJeff Mason, iWilliam Martell, i Dadfire, i

  Home > Poetry > Poetry        Popular: Books, Stories, Articles, Poetry        Authors: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z     

Kalikiano Kalei

 Follow Me  

· 371 titles
· 492 Reviews
· Share with Friends!
· Save to My Library
·
Member Since: Jan, 2008

   Sitemap
   My Blog
   Contact Author
   Message Board
   Read Reviews



Books
· Coruscated Confabulations: Oh! The Humanity!

· Marooned on Moloka'i: Coconuts, Dreams & Death

· Saunas and War Toys

· Falling Off the Mountain (poems)

· Santa Cruz Sargasso, Berkeley Fog (poems)

· U S Chemical and Biological Defense Respirators


Short Stories
· The Jade Compass

· A Plethora of Papas

· A Great Many Moons Ago...

· Catenary Roe, a tail (sic) of Old Monterey

· The Great Venuezuelan Beaver Cheese OODA Loop

· The Saint Valentine's Day Mass Accretion (a short story)

· Everything you know is wrong...(part II)

· Everything you know is wrong...(part1)

· An Arrow for Amaterasu

· Outdoor Bob and the leaf-blower from Hell...


Articles
· Field Notes on the Species 'Homo sapien'

· Iaido: The art of Japanese sword draw...

· Obesity: To be or not to be?

· And now a word from Our Heavenly Host...

· Joseph Pujol, Le Petomane, star of the Moulin Rouge (1887)

· NorCal Coastal Cold Water Reflections, 1989/2007

· The Gold and Azure Frontier

· We the Pimples... (or) a Child's Garden of Constitutional Verses...

· Welcome to Californication, suckers!

· Confessions of a 'Yellow Fever' afflictee...


Poetry
· Solar fire of the Heavens...

· Find her in everything...

· Petrushka's Remorseful 5-Year Plan...

· The starward path: A tribute to Laika and Gagarin

· Hair today, groan tomorrow...comrade

· Merely a turn of the wheel...

· Crush depth

· The Doorway, twixt Heaven and Hell...

· Puddle Worms

· Happy Saint Valentine's Day Mass Accretion

         More poetry...
News
· Every writer needs egoboo (an ego boost)

· Two new books of poetry now released and available

· Santa Cruz Sargasso, Berkeley Fog (poems)

· Marooned on Molokai (a Hawaiian travel journal)

· Local Writer Not Slated to Receive Steinbeck Foundation Recognition

Kalikiano Kalei, click here to update your web pages on AuthorsDen.

Books by
Kalikiano Kalei











See all Books
by Kalikiano Kalei


   
  Share   Print   Save   

Requiem for a Departed Friend

by Kalikiano Kalei — Read all 118 poems by Kalikiano Kalei

Very few things beat the adrenal rush of having your ass blasted across the skies at twice the speed of sound in a turbojet powered, delta-winged interceptor, although passionate sex can come close. A gourmet repast in an elegant restaurant in the Swiss Vallais, with a bottle of excellent Swiss Rhone Dole vintage wine and a ravishingly beautiful, dark-haired gazelle of a woman for company also comes close. Nothing, however, is fully comparable with the thrill of high-speed flight into the danger zone. This is a requiem for one of my 30,000 pound 'hot dates' in the distant past...

Saturday, January 26, 2008


Poem Artwork


 

Requiem

As if lightning had hammered twice, the bolts,

separated by many years in a deja-vu stroke of fleeting memory,

flashed out of the eerie stillness of the predawn desert hush.

Deep within that chill of darkest solitude, disturbing awareness

grew of something rushing towards perception at blinding speed.

Just beyond the limit of raw senses, it screamed silently

across the hushed sands at less than ten meters. 

My intent search of the cold shimmer of azure sky 

tracked the merest reflective glints of sun on distant silver, 

caught and painted like a radar ghost in thermal waves of rising sun. 

Within a single heartbeat the object grew explosively 

until it filled my entire gaze, a fierce and beautiful machine 

with wings of quicksilver came headlong, a wicked needle 

forged in some demonic, cataclysmic fire, taking vectors

as if targeted with obdurate kinetic force toward 

the unprotected human heart and mind.

Faster than thought, quicker than regret, with hellish haste

I became caught up in vibrating sympathy with ancient urgent forces 

as the silver-winged machine screamed wildly over my head,

engine howling and afterburner bellowing like a demon song

gone mad with raging pain, passing so near I felt I could

have reached up and touched it, strangely drained of all

fears of death and daring to watch, ears ringing, as the

aircraft lifted suddenly skyward, going beyond the speed

of sound, soaring impossibly high into the vast

and limitless ocean of heavy desert air.

Once again alone, left gaping, staggered by the sudden shock

of pure vacuum in its passing, there was very little left to affirm

what reality had just existed: the cool of the early desert morning, the

shifting sands of experience, memory, and emotion, the emptiness 

of insubstantial fragments of time and space gone forever.

Nothing more than this…and a single distant flash of sun on liquid

silver wings, flaring briefly in the endless depths of cobalt blue infinity

to remind me of what had come and gone…again and forever.



Want to review or comment on this poem?


Need a FREE Reader Membership?

Reviewed by Ch'erie de Perrot
Reviewed on April 17, 2010
The ultimate adrenaline rush...Sent me soaring.Awesome write, whoa afterburners

Reviewed on November 24, 2008
I love to fly, but have never flown in a high powered jet blasting through the stratosphere: this comes close. Wheeee, what a ride! Thank God for restraining straps: this kicks into hyperspeed from the opening sentance and doesn't relent until we are left quivering with gratitude on landing, thankful to have experienced real flight. Well done, Kalikiano.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Kathy Armijo
Reviewed on January 26, 2008
Vivid. Exciting. A ride few will ever take, but one that many of us appreciate - freedom.

God bless you. Kathy

Reviewed by Rebecca Lerwill
Reviewed on January 26, 2008
Thanks for the ride!! My child-hood dream it is to ride shot gun in a fighter jet. Got a buddy in the Marine Corps playing with a Hornet daily. Lucky guy!
Anyway, beautiful work, vividly paining a picture!
Rebecca~

Reviewed by Larry Lounsbury
Reviewed on January 26, 2008
This poem paints quite a surreal image of technologies interaction with nature. enjoyed


New Poetry by Kalikiano Kalei
hhh