poems – Page 18 – Genie Nakano

Fronds

I will wear a gown of “vibrant green fronds” unfurled going in all directions I haven’t decided where to Genie Nakano, March 29, 202

Breathe

Nothing like an old belt, he says, like my arms around him doesn’t cut or cinch Genie Nakano, originally Published in Storyteller, 2014

He lies on the floorunable to move or speakI leave him therethat angry manand let his mind expire the ambulance arrivescarries him awayhe cannot movethe right half of himis paralyzed my youth spent away living in a den of darknessthe bedroom was onlya place for bitter dreams beaten by his temperneglected by his needfor wealthIContinue reading “Blood Red”

Silver

casting downon my skin, a silver moonhow can needs be fulfilled, when what is wanted is not needed Genie Nakano, Originally published in Rafu Shimpo and Colorful Lives

Spoon to keep Warm

Travel to a foreign land backpacks only whisper in empty rooms spoon to keep warm Genie Nakano

Baby Bengal

Harry is singing his song in a parking lot, of an elementary school–somewhere in a midwestern state. He has a full band backing him. His voice beautiful resounding over the whole black top. Kathy is trying to get money to fund him. He deserves it, she says. So do I, I say under my breathContinue reading “Baby Bengal”

Women

Women hold up half the skyour curvessurround the Oceansdeep within lies bliss Genie Nakano, 3.2.21, originally published in Rafu Shimpo HAPPY WOMEN’S DAY MONTH

sweet sparrow

oh, little sparrow in my hands, sing your song moment to moment only this moment. Genie Nakano originally published in “Storyteller”, 2014 and Rafu Shimpo

those winter nights~~a tanka

On fire burning bright our legs candy cane through the nite Genie Nakano Hoping everyone had a Happy Valentine’s Day. Feb. 14th, 33 years ago was my engagement day with my hubby. I lost the wedding/engagement ring but we remain engaged with life, passions and growth– till death do us part. 2 .15. 21

A Virtual Romance

I will write a book just for you so you will know how much I love you recounting the days we met in lush forests the trees could not hide the sun we were in paradise believe me when I say– I am yours we were destined the prophecy is ours waiting for that dayContinue reading “A Virtual Romance”