Poem - Breakfast with humpbacks

Breakfast with humpbacks

This morning I went to the coffee mill.
Without hearing, listening to something,
I kept driving. Even before
turning off Akoni Pule highway,
I saw them, exhales erupting
from the water.
When I landed at Kapa’a,
the calmest I’ve seen in days
the lava lay kissing the coast.
Twelve o’clock, three o’clock and again close to ten,
Eyes dance across the shimmering blue.
Exhale after exhale. The shine of a spine.
And.
Another breath. The white of a belly,
a breach, an exclamation, an I AM.
A knowing, a claiming, a showing,
a bliss, a crash, a splash, a laugh, a
ah, a
thank you, a
gracing and a
wave of gratitude. How long
I let the lava hold me, rapt in wonder.
How long I
let the lava hold me.