Geisha because when I was living in Japan, I met a fellow whose mother was a geisha, and I thought that was kind of fascinating and ended up reading about the subject just about the same time I was getting interested in writing fiction.
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Shaking Through
Could it be that one small voice doesnt count in the world?
Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way
Could this by three be turned? honor marches on.
Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way
Shaking through, opportune. shaking through, opportune.
Are we grown way too far?
Taking after rain
Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way
Shaking through, opportune. shaking through, opportune.
In my life.
Is that a steal?
Children of today on parade,
Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way
Shaking through, opportune. shaking through, opportune.
Shaking through, opportune. shaking through, opportune.
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Neo Geisha
Play
Let's play
It's so cold
So alone
Play
Let's play
Like there's no tomorrow
Hey Now Now
My Neo Geisha
Helterspace
So give in to the voice inside your head
Repeating everything you've said
Give in for the S in suicide
Give in to the pain
My Neo Geisha
From the bottom
Of my inflatable heart
I'll give you one chance to pray
For a happy end that doesn't exist
For a goodbye that's never been kissed
I catch you right before you fall
The 21st century doll
I see your face in a mirror ball
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What One Does Matters
as the butterfly
somewhere in china
flutters its
wings
the sea of Japan
starts to grow the biggest
tsunami
when the butterfly hovers
upon the hair of the geisha
the waters recede and once more
finds
its need for nest
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Geisha Boys & Temple Girls
Look ahead, on the screen,
Slim perfect creatures and theyre just 16
Their eyes meet, this is it,
The contact so much more than words can transmit
He stands up, she gives in,
Their first encounter, their embrace within
A short ride, they arrive,
There is no doubt that true love will survive
Chorus:we are the geisha boys
Doing it wrong again
They are the chosen ones
Doing it right
Here come the temple girls
Looking for sanctuary
Naked as advertised
For the first time
Here we are late at night
We are both refugees
There is no easy way
Let it be right
Anythings possible
If you can fake it, but
The wrong place is anywhere
If youre not right
If you turn away from the screen
Another version can be seen
She is black, he is white
They love each other but they also fight
Back from work, shes not home
Another evening angry, all alone
She arrives and he departs
Misunderstandings, then the breakdown starts
We are the geisha boys
Doing it wrong again
They are the chosen ones
Doing it right
Here come the temple girls
Looking for sanctuary
Naked as advertised
For the first time
Here we are late at night
We are both refugees
There is no easy way
Let it be right
Anythings possible
If you can fake it, but
The wrong place is anywhere
If youre not right
Theres not much that you can do
Choose either one of them it could be you
The first time could be the only time
The odds against you and your hopes decline
Do it right, do it wrong
Console yourself that either wont last long
Geisha boys and temple girls
Make contact or remain in separate worlds
We are the geisha boys
Doing it wrong again
They are the chosen ones
Doing it right
Here come the temple girls
Looking for sanctuary
Naked as advertised
For the first time
Here we are late at night
We are both refugees
There is no easy way
Let it be right
Anythings possible
If you can fake it, but
The wrong place is anywhere
If youre not right
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Geisha
An exquisite Geisha.
From Japan, Asia.
Ladies in training,
Singing, Dancing, Entertaining.
Features are so delicate,
Hair long, black as night.
Show your might, accumulate,
Experience, Texture, Color, Light.
I studied Japanese language and culture in college and graduate school, and afterward went to work in Tokyo, where I met a young man whose father was a famous businessman and whose mother was a geisha.
quote by Arthur Golden
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Rising In The East
(jack hues / nick de spig)
Simple scenes that Ive never seen
A hole in my living, a kind of in-between
A geisha girl, a hard won world
A wall that divides us from an eastern spell
So were rising in the east
Ive seen america, america
Where theyre so tired of living, they dont walk alone
And my europeans, just do what theyre told to do
That means me and you, me and you
So were rising in the east
Thats why were rising in the east
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Geisha Boys & Temple Girls (Fresh Remix - Club Version) - Freddie Fresh
Look ahead, on the screen,
Slim perfect creatures and they're just 16
Their eyes meet, this is it,
The contact so much more than words can transmit
he stands up, she gives in,
Their first encounter, their embrace within
A short ride, they arrive,
There is no doubt that true love will survive
Chorus:
We are the geisha boys
Doing it wrong again
They are the chosen ones
Doing it right
Here come the temple girls
Looking for sanctuary
Naked as advertised
For the first tie
Here we are late at night
We are both refugees
There is no easy way
Let it be right
Anything's possible
If you can fake it, but
The wrong place is anywhere
If you're not right
If you turn away from the screen
Another version can be seen
She is black, he is white
They love each other but they also fight
Back from work, she's not home
Another evening angry, all alone
She arrives and he departs
Misunderstandings, then the breakdown starts
Chorus
There's not much that you can do
Choose either one of them it could be you
The first time could be the only time
The odds against you and your hopes decline
Do it right, do it wrong
Console yourself that either won't last long
Geisha boys and temple girls
Make contact or remain in separate worlds
Chorus
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A Tiny Sad Song
when you were once a girl
as tiny as a memory
you wish to be like a geisha
serving men
in a nice conversation
that was how you see things
on the limitations of what they have
seen for you
that you too have seen for yourself
Japan is your only country
to be free from your own impoverished country
the leaves of the mahogany tree
all fall out from its branches
one day
showing the beauty of its bare twigs
that was long ago
and then you turn into a woman
and you do not want to talk about it anymore
the mountains know
how ugly is the nudity of the trees
how bare
a mind becomes when deprived of its own thoughts
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Geisha's smile
Geisha always smiling
Because
She don't have the price for crying
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What I really wanted to know, though, was what it was like to be a geisha? Where do you sleep? What do you eat? How do you have your hair done?
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It is confusing, because in this culture we really don't have anything that corresponds to geisha.
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I began reading science fiction before I was 12 and started writing science fiction around the same time.
quote by Octavia Butler
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first snow
new geisha brushes her face
pale white
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A mind troubled by doubt cannot focus on the course to victory.
Arthur Golden in Memoirs of a Geisha
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A Letter From A Friend
kombanwa!
Tommorow is my day off.
It's not a busy time now at the office.
So I take one day off a week.
Our busy times are in May, August, and year end.
You know, we used to be superbusy a couple of years ago.
My boss is a workaholic.
He has no other life but his company.
My officemates frequently worked overtime.
I could get away from it because of my children.
Then, maybe, because of overwork, he almost dropped dead!
Since then, medyo nagaan ang among load.
I hope she is feeling better now.
Medicine/Science has progressed a lot these days,
and age is really no longer a big obstacle now to childbearing.
I have a cousin in Australia.
Late pod sila nakaanak.
The problem was with the husband.
Blocked ang tube for sperm cells.
He had laser surgery, after which, nagkababy sila.
So, don't give up hope (nozomi) .
I've been reading your poems.
Whether you call them your lies, empathies, whatever, they all boil down to life's truths.
Life is poetry for you, that's why,
you'll never run out of ideas to write about as long as you live.
I don't understand all of them though - maybe due to lack of empathy on my part or my brain is simply dulled!
You also write beautiful visayan poems!
They made me miss my father - he can be very poetic.
He used to criticize me and my mother that we couldn't speak good Cebuano.
My mother was Chavacana, and
I actually spoke that language first before Cebuano.
You lately write about war,
young men dying in conflicts these days.
Is peace and order getting worse there?
Are there more of summary killings these days?
You wrote about Silliman/ Dumaguete.
A beautiful place. I studied there one year and I loved it there.
You know, I had a bit of colonial mentality,
and to me at that time it felt like
I had a taste of a bit of American life -
rodeos,
square dancing..
.I enjoyed watching stage plays and
cultural shows there.
So I had a school culture shock when
I transferred to UP Los Banos.
There were lots of school demos
and there wasn't much art in their stage plays.
They were more concerned about getting the message across:
'Down with Marcos! ',
'Down with imperialism! '
Goodness, I didn't even truly understand 'imperialism' then.
After some time, I learned to appreciate
the liberal atmosphere there.
I liked 'The songs of the geisha'.
Made me think of the Japayukis here,
rather than the Japanese geisha.
After seeing the cherry blossoms here,
I don't think I can ever associate it
with autumn anymore,
even in the poetic sense
('Cherry blossoms fading and falling') .
It blooms in spring and
the peak of its beauty is only
a couple of days or so.
The petals don't fade
and fall.
They fall while still at the peak of their beauty.
They look beautiful even when they've fallen on the ground,
looking like snow from a distance.
They symbolize glorious death at the peak
of their beauty
youth.
That's why the sakura also
symbolizes the kamikaze pilots -
most of them were so young!
I backed track to some of your old poems
and I found that of Kazu!
Thank you, that was nice!
I'll show it to him.
Can't say much about my love being stronger than his. I
'm very far from being an ideal wife.
And no, his origins are not samurai.
He traced it some lowly Korean blacksmiths.
Centuries ago, Korea was more advanced
than Japan, and
Japan invited Korean craftsmen
to learn from them.
Funny thing is that his father is a fierce nationalist
(he was trained to be a kamikaze pilot) ,
and he looks down on Koreans!
He won't even try and eat any Korean food!
So long for now. Please give my regards to her.
Again, I'm not expecting your response.
I'll just be reading your poems.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Butuan Airport
i met this old woman
who lives in Seattle
dance teacher
now at 79
she does not look like
an old hag
really
she brags she can dance
the boogie or
tango non-stop for
five hours
she does not eat much
she walks more
she told me she was once married
but she ended it
she went her way
to the U.S.A.
her husband made her a punching bag
did not give her money
had other women
as she served as his geisha
washing his clothes
cooking his meals
bathing him
etcetera
her neighbors even advised her to
poison him one day
but she didn't
instead she went her way to the U.S.A.
where she is now free
she says she can dance non-stop for five hours
and no one has yet
defeated her for that
oh my! what a woman!
in just a short span
of time
while we waited for our plane
she, i think
has told her story
so well.
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White Wine
after the flesh of
the fish
we drink together
the white wine
still wet with wine
we dip
lips to lips
this time we taste
like sushi
more like that
Japanese geisha
lost in Manila
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A La Carte
A gloomy evening
I was in the red-light district of Yoshiwara, Japan.
In a restaurant I ordered 'Sashimi & Sake'
raw fish with garlic sauce and rice wine
my favorite dish.
I saw a bonhomie 'Geisha'
she wears a red & maroon kimono
who brings the plate with a sing song.
A very familiar face.
Oh! I couldn't believe.
She is my loving wife.
I was so angry and I asked her' who brought you here? '
'you brought me here' she replied calmly.
I woke up to the set alarm.
The dream complicated my mind the whole morning
and suddenly I called home.
She is very fine.
To my poet friend Joe.Breunig
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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These Are Just Years
i thought home is where we went when we fell out of favour
ive since learned that home is where we go to learn what favours are
home is a language we all understand
and this is how the language came to me
i realise
home is where we dont feel things
fortune has arranged that the language wont abandon us
it never will abandon us
if you dont miss your home
i cant remember much about my home
when im away from...
home, where were welcome
we appear to be like you
the were welcome when we
appear to be alike
living in fiction
just seems much better than living in words
if you live in fiction
homes no match for a word
ever existence
the more you go on the same as before
the more you light up the same as this time
the more you sing
all your songs about
all your...
living in fiction
is much more better than living in words
if you live in fiction
homes much better than words
living in fiction
just seems much better than living in words
if you live in fiction
then homes no better than words
im in fiction [x6]
and what i see it seems so standard
it always seems that youre left stranded [x6]
why dont you look beond
the village wall?
look beyond the village wall
weve got four walls at home
got four walls at home
and these walls around your head
thats what they are
theyre walls around your head
an empty head is creative
and direct me
to where you come from
and what you thought you knew
where you come from
[?]
home is the most overused word [x4]
love is the most overused word
just are the most overused words
picture this the most
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