Long Geisha Poems

pitty-pit-pat, pitty-pit-pat ...

dark attic, echoing ... tenderly
rain on tin roof above,
her nana's voice, ages hence -
lives ago, really ... calling …

       "Little Tea Pot, Little Tea Pot -
 ...

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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”



The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Acts

(Part 2)

What beats...

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Sotoba Komachi is a modern Noh play by Yukio Mishima (1925-1970). Mishima's play is based on an ancient work by Kan'ami Kiyotsugu (1333-1384). The first kanji means "stupa" (the dome of a shrine) while the...

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This is the best beer I've ever had. 
Yes, The best beer I've ever had. 
No beer is really bad, but 
This is the best beer I’ve ever had. 
 
Beer’s invention was accidental I’m told. 
Something about stored grain...

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Mysterious pulse of old Japan:
Oriental strides of nurtured grace;
Cultured impulse in mindful trend.


Painted faces with measured trace:
Years of training now fruit fine skills;
Motif graces that gently pace.


Merge with duty in kind goodwill:
Delicate moves put men...

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Tomorrow it will be a new start she said as a vow to herself.No more broken promises and tomorrow's that never are to be realized.

Today I plan.First thing new tennis shoes.Then shop for fuel.No longer...

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I’ve seen black sheep set in Pongola grass

Within pallid seas, differed, 

Like black buttons on a white cotton suit;

Sheep are color blind.

A bee is fine-looking,

But there’s fire in its ass.

Can the wild goat trust

The adder...

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FORGIVE ME THAT I HAVEN'T BEEN THROUGH THIS WHOLE SEX THING,
DON'T KNOW OF THESE ORGIES OR  THE BACUS PARTIES,
DON'T KNOW OF SOME OTHER WOMAN'S CURVES,
OF SOME OTHER SCENT, EITHER STRONG OR WEAK,
DON'T KNOW OF...

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Autumn will forever be the season of death to me,
but like time, I do not remain cemented in the past.
Memories of ghosts will always lead me to the stars,
as everything we love fades away eventually,
like shells...

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Female Sempai, Geisha for her Man,
has not shed her feminine garb.
No replacement theology of female kimono 
designing of tailored and defiant underhand.
. Her graceful steel honor honored still. in your gaze Blossoms bloom in beauty’s...

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I feel the scorn;
         white lies, beneath,
        alabaster, undaunted, cold.
         Remaining unborn;
...

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(The Japanese geisha Madam Butterfly
had a brief romance with an American 
naval officer, whom she regards as her 
husband, and whom she expects will 
return to her.  She is tragically mistaken.)

Oh, are you crying,...

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Her name was Madame Butterfly;
   true love embraced her one fine day.
By sea, he came, neath bright, blue sky,
   on Navy ship from far away.

Love, at first sight, it was for...

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In the land of the rising sun, lies a sacred garden,
It has but one care taker, a maiden of mystery,
Hidden beneath a mask of ivory white,  
And dressed In beautiful silken robes.
Tall pillars shine,...

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The Geisha And The Clown 
The Geisha and the clown 
Every one makes waves that pebble tossed in concentric rings 
The water in disturbance making waves and oval rings 
The vortex is descending down to...

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My sweetheart said to me: let's fantasize, let's make sweet love ... Let's escape to a pink house: I go first lady and you come in uniform ... Let's escape to a brown room: you...

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Getting lost in the wake of a beauty so exotic 
Warm balmy night promises speak from her beckoning eyes
Ensnaring themselves in a web of sultry desire
As heady perfume of white jasmine permeates night skies

Playing the...

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Her face was splurged with white powder
An illusion of mask under the white cover
Red and black accents her eyes and brows
Lips like flower buds cool in the afterglow

Like a maiko pursuing her ardent dream
To dance...

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Come along with me as I journey East
where fragile cherry blossoms flutter
before raining down from cloudless skies.
Let's climb majestic mountains whose crests 
are always laced with crowns of snow.

Here, the scent of jasmine is caught...

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Through the bank account
over painted naivety

it is so intense just to be here
between look and expectation
knowing
I'm just one step from alighting
to be
your personal abyss

afford me completeness
in the same way that
high ranked husband
of well polished wife
pays...

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you ...
are my moon
(whisper me, coolly)
wan and pale as porcelain
milky moll - `china doll ...
dancing the sky like a Ginza geisha
stars tickling your toes
prettily petulant, and perfectly ...
imperfect

my moon ...
(whisper me, wondrous)
warm ... lemon drop...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XXVIII

IF you pull a long perplexed face
You could be watching SUMO in Tokyo Bay
Or reading this without a NIHONG-GUO dictionary in front of face
Rather I'd say you...

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A work of art , always the centre of attention,she was his showpiece, his pride ,she was stunning , simply stunning , wherever he went she was always assuredly by his side.The fact is ,he...

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A store in New York City,
Selling “bargains” at top price,
Lures the locals and the tourists
Seeking upscale merchandise.

Yet their famous shoe department,
Always crowded and self-serve,
Is so customer-unfriendly,
It hits every single nerve.

From the samples set on shelving
Much...

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secret tattoos

a three-masted schooner tattoo on his bare chest
              my father tosses us each
high into the air and we squeal with delight
...

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