Orale Pues…. The back story… For a long time, I wished I was a Chicana. I wanted beautiful dark eyes with long thick lashes like Maria Duran. I wanted to hully gully like Theresa Navarro. I guess you could call it ‘identity issues. At thirteen I started smoking and wanted to be grown up. MyContinue reading “Orale Pues”
Tag Archives: healing
Looking Inside my husband’s brain
Sometimes I write for therapy as I did when I wrote this piece. Hideki my husband had a stroke and on his brain a hematoma. He was in the hospital. The hematoma was bleeding. Toto had just died and Bodhi was in the hospital with a rare blood disease IMHA in critical condition. I wasContinue reading “Looking Inside my husband’s brain”
Wings~~Tanka/Prose
Angel man
keep growing those wings
together…
we’ll fly out of here.
single tanka published in Spillwords, 2020
Gentle Chair Yoga~~ getting back to health.
Gentle Chair Yoga Class decided we are getting back to health. Started our first class last week outside on the patio with masks and 6 feet apart. We sure missed each other–three month lock down for Los Angeles. Slowly business are opening up and our business is to stay healthy. Our remedy–YOGA. We are bonafideContinue reading “Gentle Chair Yoga~~ getting back to health.”
A Message~~ poem for my father
my fatherplayed pianomelodieswanderedbut he was steady my fatherwas too shy to dancemeI love to dancethe gates of heaven open time wears down the cushion a sitar drones as pulse gets weaker and feet can’t keep a beat my father does this sadden you as you recall the earthly pains before our final steps my fatherContinue reading “A Message~~ poem for my father”
A New World Sings
the train lost speed and just plain stoppedeveryone got off and stoodstaring at the tracks mother cowjumps over the old manin the moonmilk spills everywhereluna-tics start spraying silver bullets deep in the forestthings settle into a snoozewhile urban womenblare a new kind of musicyou’ve got to hear it… I can’t explain ityou just have toContinue reading “A New World Sings”
Toto in Rainbow Meadows
Toto our loving dog of 17 years died last week. My husband had just came home from being in the hospital for four days. He had a mini-stroke. Then Toto passed 4 days later– October 22, 2020. I haven’t been able to write since–fortunately our good friend Irene Furukawa wrote this lovely prose for Toto…Continue reading “Toto in Rainbow Meadows”
Soothing Sound
a storm knocked out all the lights sitting in darkness the soothing sound of a clock ticking Genie Nakano originally published in Gusts a Canadian Tanka journal “Seiko” watches were “Seikosha” a long time ago. This clock keeps on going…
Invitation to Peace
Invitation to Peace early morning these days no T.V. no radio prone to quietness I meditate everyday the same way like sitting on a rabbit’s foot I feel lucky bound by our desires I watch the incense rise clouds turn into rain turn into spring flowers no birth no death a yogini blossoms in theContinue reading “Invitation to Peace”
2020 BLUES
This poem is written by my poet friend Selma Benjamin. She is 101 years old. She has been through the holocaust. She is gentle, kind, and very wise. Here is one out of her hundreds of poems that she has given me permission to print. Here goes: 2020 BLUES Crazy plague from unknown sourceMakes usContinue reading “2020 BLUES”
