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Droughtful

written by: Genie Nakano

@genieyogini

 

Sky
you've been holding
on too long
pour it on, I need rain
for my droughtful mind

picking, poking
on myself
I'm all right
and so is he
I'm not a Buddha yet

look in the mirror
add crèam and color
to hell with it old gal—
let your wrinkles smile
let it go, let me be me

a blinkin’ wink
for a merry old sun
as clouds drift out of mind
a rainbow arcs
across a Monet sky

there’s more
to let out of this cage
the zebra goes first
then others follow—
some crawl, swim, some even fly

take a break for care
have some gingered tea
make non-sense
out of sense
let it go…

Genie Nakano

Genie Nakano

Writing tanka is my passion, joy, therapy and confession. My tanka appear in the Rafu Shimpo, a Japanese American International Journal and many Tanka Journals. Currently I teach Yoga and Zumba at the Japanese Cultural Center in Gardena and have a website: GenieNakano.
Genie Nakano

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