cloudsin the skyneverthe sameeternally new Genie Nakano, Sept. 19th, 2020
Category Archives: photography
Underwater… Meditation
Recreatingmy past in my mindoopps…underwater illusionscoming up for air Genie NakanoSept. 13, 2020, Sunday 9:15 AM
Murasaki
a wise woman in Norwich, England once said “When we are old and careless” inside my bones clattered for a moment I was free. cold bones luke warm blood wrists of a sparrow no wings. my left hip clicks in a silver joint unstable yet balanced titanium tensile strength decrees to out last me. somethingContinue reading “Murasaki”
A Retired Dancer
A ballet dancer looks at herself in the mirror everyday as a matter of fact a check on reality a retired ballet dancer–facts change is that really me in the mirror the front or the back bring out the bike the scales take a walk retard–the old bastard of time some say lucky to beContinue reading “A Retired Dancer”
Cognitive Meditation…
When I meditate many feelings surface anger love regrets I practice on letting them go Genie Nakano, August 6, 2020
Breath Meditation
Photography by Genie Nakano, somewhere in Iceland Past and present merge into my life future is imagined what is reality breathe in breathe out Genie Nakano, Sunday Sept. 6, 2020
Long Overdue
I sing upon a star coyote by my side earth trembles with aches and growing pains a birth overdue Genie Nakano originally published in “Coloring In”, 2016
Long Overdue
I sing upon a star coyote near my side earth trembles with aches and growing pains a birth long overdue Genie Nakano originally published in “Coloring In”, 2016
Burrowing Deep…A Hybrid Survives
A Tanka Response beginning with Genie Nakano from Los Angeles, CA, United States and Gerry Jacobson from Canberra, Australia–Australia’s Capital.Gerry’s tanka are italicized. Governor declares our city is in drought barefooted in the falling rain happy I don’t believe oh there’s carbon in the air and the levee is dry for the climate is aContinue reading “Burrowing Deep…A Hybrid Survives”
Rebirthing
I try to keep up and optimistic but these are very trying times and I’ve had some dismal thoughts. Writing always keeps me from falling off the edge. So here goes another one…. It’s too much on to another life, she said as she pointed the gun to her head she forgot the rule ofContinue reading “Rebirthing”