under a canopy of redwood trees my spine unfurls Genie Nakano
Tag Archives: healing
Walking Elephant … Cherita
up stone stairways my knees don’t want to climb so many steps slow and steady I pause to breathe in the view a procession of elephants walking Genie Nakano, April 7, 2022
a Healing~~tanka
the fragrance of freshly mowed grass summer in winter a backyard barefoot walk healing with each step I tell myself tomorrow will be good today a present in the mail, from me to me spring green on silk chiffon my doctors gone for two whole weeks I must call my own powers harness the sunContinue reading “a Healing~~tanka”
Haiku Spring
today 2 doctors appointmentsI keep feeling spring genie nakano
armor ~~haiku
Melting the armoroff my shoulders…meditation Genie Nakano, November 8, 2021
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
Dadplayed pianomelodieswanderedbut he was steady Dadwas too shy to danceyet, meI love to dancethe gates of heaven open time wearsdown the cushions a sitar dronesas our pulse gets weakerand feet can’t keep a beat Daddoes this sadden youas you recallthe earthly painsbefore our final steps Dad your warm tears falling from the sky rinse awayContinue reading “A Message”
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”