Memories…of smoke filled rooms,beladi rhythms on tabla drumsheavy beaded crystal costumestwirling into the nightwe danced for seduction…hungry for those hundred dollar tips. Genie Nakano, March 12, 2022
Category Archives: romance
my lover~~Tanka
my lover tells all my secrets nothing stays inside a paper sliding door torn by the wind Genie Nakano
5:00 AM
sometimes I fall when I smell the back of your neck like a puzzle falling into place Genie Nakano, 1991
First time~~haiku
raw oystersshe remembers herfirst time Genie Nakano
First Rain
Raindrops . . . Embryos of life flowing from the sky. . . Implanting into Earth’s womb. Earth is ecstatic today . . . Twins bounce, triplets play, quadruplets march in 4/4 time Faster and faster until we cannot count the meter. . . Oh, Heaven and Earth unite today. . . Marry and penetrateContinue reading “First Rain”
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”
Cats Love~~Haiku
Cats love in the heat of the night another fight Genie Nakano, August 21, 2021
Lick me
Read me like a story lick me like a stamp… send me to heaven Genie Nakano, 8.19.21
Nights of Love~~Responsive Tanka*
Akiko wrote 50 tanka a day I wonder if she smoked drank red wine (Genie Nakano) I found the wine spilled in her tanka a thousand lines tangle her dark hair after a night of love (Katheabela Wilson) no comb nor brush can pass through my hair gentle fingers find their way in darkness wavesContinue reading “Nights of Love~~Responsive Tanka*”
Sasashi
on my patio grows a pine tree a bamboo fence keeps private all the sadness I felt this covid winter no comb nor brush can pass through my hair gentle fingers find their way in darkness waves of undulating delight Genie Nakano