Grace Moore Kimata

Mililani, Hawaii, USA

A writer at 9 Grace wrote of Death in the Des Moines Register and Tribune at Drake University Tapped by National Honor Journalism Fraternity also National Collegiate Coca Cola Contest winner. In 1986 completed collection of verses "Roses for Ruth". In 1989 won Golden Poet award for "Grief". In 1993 named Editor's Choice Award, elected honorary charter member International Society of Poets. In 1997 elected into International Poetry Hall of Fame. Other poems printed in best loved contemporary poems, World Treasury of Great Poems, Best Poems of 1996, Spirit of the Age and Where Dreams Begin.


Roses For Ruth

Kisses are too saccharine;
They will not do.
And so for all the joys we've shared
I bring instead
Roses for you.
A single rose for every single joy
Would fill your arms and more
And I can never give you quite enough
To even up the score.
And so for all your boundless love
And endless loyalty
I hope you will accept these very few
For you, with love, from me.

Prayer For A New Year

Grant me a little light, dear Lord,
That I may carry with me through the year,
A little bit of sunlight for my soul
To dry away a grief, to stop a tear.
Grant me a little flame to pierce the dark,
A little star to carry through the night,
A candle of compassion for my heart.
To hold, to give away -- a little light.

Grief

Through my window pane
I watch the winter go,
I see the falling snow
Turn into rain.
Through the shining glass
The lilac buds anew,
A smiling sun breaks through
Where gray clouds pass.
Over land and sea,
Across the rolling hills,
Through fields of daffodils
She comes to me --
A spring I never knew,
Spring bright with blooming bough
But not the same somehow,
Spring without you!

The Dreamer

I dreamed a dream of distant lands
Beyond the seagull's cry;
And while I dreamed, the hills turned green
And spring went by.
I saw a vision of delight
Upon a far-off shore;
And while I dreamed, the roses bloomed
Beside my door.
It was the time of golden rod
Before I woke to see
The burning beauty of the leaves
Upon the maple tree.


All poems Copyright © 1997 Grace Moore Kimata. All rights reserved.