Author John Moncure Wetterau Twisting through high cane,silver green, tossing in the trade winds,toward the mountain walldark green jagged, deep shadowswhere a warrior prayed,ancient silence, Kahuna's way,beyond King Sugarand the city that is coming. Hulemalu Road Kauai Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments