The Giving Tree

I would like to give my wishes to

My Mom, Kalani & Pop-pop

Please Lord, grant my wishes.

I would like to bring Kalani 

Back to life & heal him 

From his cancer.

I would like him to 

Be with us

As well as with his family.

I would like to heal my mom

From being sick & stop her

From working so hard,

I want to see her happy & relaxed

For once.

I would like to heal my Pop-pop

From his broken foot.

I want to make it better

So he will be able to walk again.

These are the most important people
In my life & they're good people
Who deserve alot.

Lani Moe'ulane

copyright 2011

My Uncle Russell

Loving him on paper

I haven't seen his face.

Ever since I was a baby,

He's been locked up in this place.

That place is very scary

I have to admit

I don't even like

The outside of it.

My Uncle Russell

Who has big muscles:

He'll be in that place forever.

In a secret world behind bars.

Inside it really hurts me,

That he cannot be in ours.

I wish he was here for

Holidays, birthdays, graduations too,

I imagine that he would say

Two thumbs up, good job to you!!

Leilani Maui

copyright 2010

Fast Life

As much as I long to see your face,

You're locked away in that place.

For what you've done in your past

Sentenced to years, for living fast.

You should have known that life won't last.

I feel lost without him in my life.

I don't understand why it has to be this way.

This man was my dad and his decisions were bad

To think about it, really makes me quite sad.

My mom is only one person, who

Takes care of more than me and my two brothers.

It seems like everyone leans on her,

But to lean, she has no other.

Dad, why did you leave us in a position like this?

You left us without sending any help our way.

That you'll soon grow up, is all that I pray.

Leilani Maui

copyright 2010

Moments and Wind

The wind is blowing in my hair

Boys riding their bikes, here and there

This is my moment, one that I've found

Writing poetry while laying around.

A moment for just me, you see.

This is my chance to write poetry.

It was the perfect timing,

For there was nothing else to do.

So I wasn't really fussing today.

Was outside in the shade,

It was sunny, I must say.

Put on Mom's sunglasses and

When the moment ended, went inside.

To relax in the house or

Find me another past time.

Leilani Maui

copyright 2010

Builders

Sometimes I get so frustrated

How the builders kill the trees, I hate it!

Because the animals have no place to live,

These builders, I cannot forgive.

How much more destruction

Can this world take?

I think I'm getting a bellyache.

I'm tired of seeing animals die,

Please help me save their lives!

Tell these grown ups to just wise up!!

Break down the empty houses

and build them back up.

Leilani Maui

copyright 2010

Cat in the Window

This entry is a very special one, because I had written this poem in the beginning of my poetic journey, which began when I was 6 years old.  I was probably 7 by the time I wrote this piece.  I can already see how I've lyrically grown, and my journey has only just begun!  Join me on my journey!


The cat in my window, he
Watches the cars go by 
In the beautiful sunlight, as
Each car rolls out of sight, as
They go where they need to go.
The cat jumped off the window.



Lani Moe'ulane
copyright 2009
 

Lost

I lost my favorite jeans
I ate up all my beans.
I cannot find my dog
So I went outside to catch some bugs.
I didn't catch, the bugs were mean,
Entered a contest
To win a frog, then
Lost, so I got not one.
The very next day, I
Went to school.
Lost on my way to classes,
An hour later, could not find my glasses!
Thought I'd have a rotten day,
Lost is all I have to say.

Lani Moe'ulane
copyright 2011

School Lunch

The school lunch is from outer space
It's endangering the human race!
The pasta makes me want to blow,
Hamburgers look like they can grow.
Nachos make the children bounce
Too bad they make people
Weigh more than an ounce!
The meatballs bounce
Right off the floor
Tuna casserole could break down a door!
Our lunchtime soup tastes like
Gasoline,
Chocolate milk tastes like
Salt water from the sea.
How lunch ladies make food
Should be a crime,
But lunch is still my favorite time!

Lani Moe'ulane
copyright 2011

Fast Life



As much as I long to see your face,

You're locked away in that place.

For what you've done in your past

Sentenced to years, for living fast.

You should have known that life won't last.

I feel lost without him in my life.

I don't understand why it has to be this way.

This man was my dad and his decisions were bad

To think about it, really makes me quite sad.

My mom is only one person, who

Takes care of more than me and my two brothers.

It seems like everyone leans on her,

But to lean, she has no other.

Dad, why did you leave us in a position like this?

You left us without sending any help our way.

That you'll soon grow up, is all that I pray.

Poetess Leilani

copyright 2010

Puddles

Puddles

When I look outside

After it has rained,

Cars pass through puddles

Making little waves.

I enjoy watching the birds bathe

As they fluff their feathers

And stomp their feet,

One little birdy

Stops to look at me.

Leilani Maui

copyright 2010

Young Poetess Leilani

A young poetess by
the name Leilani...

She writes about real

life. She writes of

love. She writes from the heart.

This little girl is not afraid to hit the stage and tell you what she believes in!

She thinks before she speaks, and competes for her title: A Princess Poetess.

So far, she has won the hearts of many, and at the age of 7 years old, Leilani has already been featured on 3 Blog Talk Radio shows.

 She co hosts with Lady Blue @ www.blogtalkradio.com/lynnblue on the 3rd Saturday of each month.

Leilani has won the poetry competition at
Village in Verse in Punta Gorda with her poem titled "Builders". 

Leilani has written and read a poem for President Obama's Birthday at the local Democrat Club on August 4th, 2010...

Leilani has even been dubbed a Young Democrat and attends weekly meetings to take action in her community.

Most recently, Princess Poetess Leilani has begun to attend Peace River Writer's Organization Open Mics with her Mother, Kahala Lei and performs, does the photography and charms all in attendance.

To have Leilani for a daughter is a dream come true for Kahala Lei. 

She even leaves stuff like this on Mommy's computer screen!!!

 

Kahala Lei

Blood Money Poets

copyright 2010

LANI MOE'ULANE

WELCOME TO MY NEW BLOG AND THANK YOU FOR JOINING ME.  I AM HAPPY TO SHARE MY DREAMS WITH YOU, WHICH IS WHAT MOE'ULANE MEANS.  I AM 8 YEARS OLD AND HAVE BEEN WRITING AND PERFORMING THE SPOKENWORD SOFT LIGHT FOR A LITTLE OVER A YEAR NOW.  I WAS INTRODUCED TO THIS SCENE BY WATCHING MY MOTHER HOST AND "APPEAR" ON MANY BLOG TALK RADIO SHOWS, THEN LOCALLY AS WELL.  MY FIRST LIVE APPEARANCE WAS WHEN MY MOTHER WORKED AN EVENT AT THE FISHERMAN'S VILLAGE.  SHE VOLUNTEERED ME AS BAIT FOR THE YOUTH POETRY CONTEST, TO WHICH I WAS ALREADY QUITE YOUNG FOR.  I BECAME CONFIDENT WHEN I WON 1ST PLACE.  THIS WAS A NEW BEGINNING FOR ME.

WORD SPREAD ON BLOG TALK RADIO THROUGH SHOWS LIKE:

• POETIC GHETTO INK with the Blood Money Poets
• POETIC RESURRECTION with G-Roc and Kahala Lei
• FOREVER POETRY with Forever Poetry and Anexis Angel
• POETICALLY SPOKEN with S-Cents and Miss Niecy
• YOUNG POETS with Lady BLue
• THUMP DOMESTIC VIOLENCE with DL Davis of the Bad Boys Kitchen

I WOULD HAVE TO SAY THAT AS A YOUNG POET ON THE RISE, 2010, MY FIRST YEAR, WAS ABSOLUTELY GREAT TO ME!