dancing in ecstasy
Motown rhythms rising
yesterday’s sadness
danced away
at the Big Budokan bash

a year older next week
in two years another stage
the 70’s and beyond
It’s all relative
a fly lives 24 hours
a turtle two hundred years

and yet…..

me I’m growing up

look in the mirror
glide that crimson stick
across my lips
pucker up, smile
— out the door

ass still plump
still fit in my very old clothes
long sleeves are a gift
shimmy those hips
shake a leg
still sneaking peeks
at young men
on the sly
still passing for 50
and feeling 35

this Asiatic plump face
pays off through the years

when does a peacock
loose its tail

we keep going up
who’s afraid of the big bad wolf
just another puppy in the woods
in the merry month of May

rhythms got us glowing
J.A. boomers and beyond
Nisei Princesses in hip hoppis
dancing in between

back in the day…
when goldilocks were in
and blondes had more fun
I was a fish out of water
but today in
the merry month of May

now swimming
together in
mo-town rhythm hood
500 line dancers
shoulders popping
hips swaying
turn, swing,
stomp those feet
all together

to be JA
living in L.A.
dancing the night away

genie nakanoGenie Nakano is widely published in journals, and her recent books, Enter the Stream and Storyteller are available on Amazon. She teaches gentle yoga and tanka at the Japanese Cultural Center in Gardena. Genie can be reached by email.

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