My Mother’s Scissors {poetry}

My Mother’s Scissors remembered

in those recesses of childhood, I see

in my mother’s hands
her Samurai sword

demanding the feminine

The whispers of Yō-kai

linger

~by Gina 信子 Ramos

The Face of Love {poetry}

who is this

this part of me so close

yet off in the distance
untouched by time or space
who feels the peace of your love

here
somewhere
I know your love
hold you close

this part of you
who is aware of me
in unnamed mystery

how is it
you appear
in my longing to let go

to let you go

I surrender

may be this is love

may be this
has been love
all along

 I am released

and I don’t have to be surprised
when the face of love shows up

 when I don’t recognize it

that this, this thing
has been love all along

~Written as a Continuous Cycle of Hello and Goodbye

by Gina Nobuko Ramos

 

Twin Flames: collage fragment

Twin Flames: collage 3″ x 6″

 

The Secret Life of the Heart {poetry}

“The Universal Heart” paper collage 3″x 3″ 2016

The Secret Life of the Heart

are
where the Wild Dreams Are

The heart beckons
Its sacred monsters, throaty and alive, gasp for light

gasp for their wildness to be dreamt into reality

The mind
it cannot see,
denying what remains invisible

Dream-awake

 ~Written in a Free Flow

by Gina Nobuko Ramos