a haiku-untitled

On my hands and knees
I blow a baby spider
out the door.
Genie Nakano
Feb. 3, 2021
Poet, Performer, Dancer, Storyteller, Yogini
a haiku-untitled

On my hands and knees
I blow a baby spider
out the door.
Genie Nakano
Feb. 3, 2021
Sky blue
wind scattered clouds
–my map
Genie Nakano
June 9, 2021


black coffee
with a cigarette
the way we were...
Genie Nakano, originally published in HSA Anthology,
Yuki Teikei Anthology

a purple world
becomes reality
jacaranda...
Genie Nakano, 6.11.21

I am...
a walking pastel
smearing
purple on walls
green on sidewalks.
Genie Nakano, June, 2021

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
Long black hair
falling down the back
they call him Raven
cunning, swift
Raven makes me fly
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Genie Nakano, 7/12/14
post: June 2, 2021, originally published in Storyteller

Long black hair
falling down the back
they call him Raven
cunning, swift
Raven makes me fly…
Genie Nakano, 7/12/14
Posted, June 2, 2021 Originally published in Storyteller
Yell and Scream
good for the lungs
Covid-20.
Genie Nakano,
June 1, 2021

my turn to sprint--
big eyes big teeth
arrogant squirrel
Genie Nakano,
May 30, 2021
arrogant squirrel
thinks he own my plum tree
tug of war begins
feb 17, 2023
