IDENTITY“`tanka

I was born with two strikes against me Asian and…my mother didn’t like me I wanted to be golden wear a curly blonde crown of Shirley Temple locks Into my teens I streamed, oye orale pues orale pues I poemed my story right on write on Blackness became my call I danced the moves woreContinue reading “IDENTITY“`tanka”

there are days like this…tanka series

there are days like this… the weatherhas changed to misty greysummerheld in check and global heatis swept under cover that is…until the fires sweep againstrange thingshappening to our air, waters, soilstirring doubts at tea parties why bear childrenin a world that won’t be aroundmuch longerso the prophets claim I still have hopeI guess–maybe–who careslet theContinue reading “there are days like this…tanka series”

Gentle Chair Yoga~~ getting back to health.

Gentle Chair Yoga Class decided we are getting back to health. Started our first class last week outside on the patio with masks and 6 feet apart. We sure missed each other–three month lock down for Los Angeles. Slowly business are opening up and our business is to stay healthy. Our remedy–YOGA. We are bonafideContinue reading “Gentle Chair Yoga~~ getting back to health.”

Kyouka/humorous tanka~~ Sunday January 31, 2021

Senryu a 3 line unrhymed Japanese poem similar to haiku but dealing with human nature satirical or ironic in vein. Kyoka playful tanka: that’s himthe tall big nosed one,my brotherhalf Swiss-Germanwe share a Japanese father Genie Nakano, January 31, 2021

A Message~~ poem for my father

my fatherplayed pianomelodieswanderedbut he was steady my fatherwas too shy to dancemeI love to dancethe gates of heaven open time wears down the cushion a sitar drones as pulse gets weaker and feet can’t keep a beat my father does this sadden you as you recall the earthly pains before our final steps my fatherContinue reading “A Message~~ poem for my father”