Sur-Reality

We travelto a foreign landbackpacks onlyspoon to keep warmwhisper in empty rooms shake the bed’til the walls spin aroundand cookie crumbs falloff the bedinto our hungry mouths surreal dreamsturn real as clocks meltfrom Dali’s treestime turnsinto timelessness our breath heats the air a tropical breeze blows in from the south fragrant with plumeria aurora borealisContinue reading “Sur-Reality”

Om Mani Padme Hum ~~Celebrate not Celibate

Once upon a time I considered living in a monastery. Temple life seemed so much more peaceful than worldly living. However, Theravada Buddhism monks must be celibate. I wondered why but never talked about it with the monks. So this is my fantasy poem for all my monk friends who live a life of celibacy.Continue reading “Om Mani Padme Hum ~~Celebrate not Celibate”

Red

Womenover 70 should wear redbells on their anklesflowers in their hairwe are just beginning GEnie Nakano, August 28, 2021 Photo was taken by Rosie Sato. The event was for JCI. I danced and read my poetry and was accompanied by Joey on Sanshin, Gary Yano Bass and Congas. Those were the dance, 2016.