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”
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He came in an autumn wind and stayed
This is my man through crashes and bashes drama and flight it hasn’t always been a delight but somehow, we make it shake it and bake it I have no books no rules of the game I’m a child from a broken home I’m a dreamer who watched the silver screens no one told meContinue reading “He came in an autumn wind and stayed”
Looking Inside my husband’s brain
Sometimes I write for therapy as I did when I wrote this piece. Hideki my husband had a stroke and on his brain a hematoma. He was in the hospital. The hematoma was bleeding. Toto had just died and Bodhi was in the hospital with a rare blood disease IMHA in critical condition. I wasContinue reading “Looking Inside my husband’s brain”
Pastel a tanka
I am… a walking pastel smearing purple on walls green on sidewalks. Genie Nakano, June, 2021
haiku~~rowing backwards
in our canoe time rows backwards. genie nakano, 9.23.21
one compassionate word~~
Thich Nhat Hanh One compassionate word, action or thought can reduce another person’s suffering and bring him joy. One word can give comfort and confidence, destroy doubt, help someone avoid a mistake, reconcile a conflict, or open the door to liberation.With compassion in our heart, every thought, word, and deed can bring about a miracle.Continue reading “one compassionate word~~”
The Covid Serpent
Loretta*died this morning, 12:30 AMthe ninth of my friendswho died this yearthe Covid snake is gaining ground I look back and see fangs dripping with fresh blood. Stay away from me you evil monster–yet it keeps sliding rippling faster on the ground. I want to live and so did they. “Aren’t you satisfied. Haven’t youContinue reading “The Covid Serpent”
Dew Drop
behold this brand new worldfoundin a dropletof evening dew. . . Genie Nakano, Dec. 21, 2020 Originally written for 2021 New year.
Peace Tanka
as I walkout of my mindPeacefills my stomachI hold time in my hands Genie Nakano, 9.24.19
Fairytales
At bedtime Mother sang me fairy tales a world full of magic that’s why I believe in god Genie Nakano, 1. 15. 2020