Poet, Performer, Dancer, Storyteller, Yogini
casting down
on my skin, a silver moon
how can needs
be fulfilled, when what
is wanted is not needed
Genie Nakano,
Originally published in Rafu Shimpo and Colorful Lives
Travel
to a foreign land
backpacks only
whisper in empty rooms
spoon to keep warm
Genie Nakano
Green grapes
make sweet wine
red grapes full body
rich deep in color
my husband prefers red
Genie Nakano, 2018
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 breath feeling rather empty inside.
I run to an open field of grass some of the blades are yellowing but it is pure space under blue skies and sunshine. Uncanny for this time of year in a midwestern state.
Three men running behind me with a baby Bengal tiger at their side. One of the men has blood dripping down his face. The baby Bengal unleashes and bolts towards me–his mouth wide open in a smile is about to knock me over.
I wake up to find Bodhi, my little dog asleep at my feet.
Baby Bengal tiger
what are we going to do
together
we share the world
a million journeys ahead
Genie Nakano, 3 . 6 . 21
Women
hold up half the sky
our curves
surround the Oceans
deep within lies bliss
Genie Nakano,
3.2.21, originally published in Rafu Shimpo
HAPPY WOMEN’S DAY MONTH
Seasons are erotic
beyond belief…
not certain of spring
unafraid of winter
I depend on tomorrow
Genie Nakano
originally published in “Storyteller”, 2014
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
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
FALLING IN LOVE WITH LOVE……..
HEY there,
how can I talk to you
I’m kind of shy
see that cloud above
it’s shaped into a heart
Valentine’s Day
not only for lovers
and romance
it’s for everyone
“to fall in love with love”
white chocolate clouds
whip across the sky
sweetness fills the air
breathe in the day
it’s time to indulge in love.
Genie Nakano
2/14/15, revised today, 2.14.21
originally printed in “Tanka Tales”, Gardena Valley News
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 day
when we
are free to be together
once again as one
it's not
just a childish
fantasy
it's reality
for you and me
have you felt
like this before
tell me now
I will set you free
in a galaxy of stars
I want to
get drunk with you
and next
we see our truths--
our whole selves on the line
teeter tottering
the lines are quietly thin
acrobatics
we can do--I've seen
you naked in my mind.
Genie Nakano
Genie Nakano