Waikiki, by TWIGGY Subscribe to rss feed for TWIGGY

Tranquility, one does not find on modern Waikiki
One only imagines what use to be

Tall hotels and shops dot every space
Serving the millions who come to this place.

The beach has narrowed over recent times
A narrow strip remaining from its prime.

Big ones, fat ones, shapely and fine
Sunbathe along the beach exhibiting all kinds.

The kings and queens of old who frolicked in this place
Now mutter back and forth and pray for Pele’s grace.

Despite with all that I've had to say
Waikiki still a wondrous place to stay.

Activities of ilk and kind exist for all.
Yes, even quiet niches to hear the Ancients’ call.

The Japanese again have attacked these shores.
This time victorious as they shop the stores.

Aloha still exists on the crowded streets
Frankly, a surprise and an incredible fete.

So if you decide to come this way
Please know that Aloha will govern your stay.

 

 
Posted: 2009-12-06 07:16:48 UTC

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