Moments with a Kyoto Geisha

                                                                                                                           

Moments With A Kyoto Geisha

While rain tapped on the window,

he sat meditating of the previous year

and the geisha woman.  

It was in a Kyoto hanamachi

he'd first seen her.  

She danced in a way

that prompted a seductive nature.

The type of things a geisha would never do in public.  

But, her eyes ...

sent shivers down his spine.

It was the way she glanced at him. 

Her graceful movements,

were as elegant as slow falling leaves,

delicate as cherry blossoms in spring.  

On her beautiful silken kimono

she wore vibrant asagao,

kaneshon and ajisai.

Yet, in his reflections of her

one evening,

the kimono slid off

like a softly floating feather.

⛩️

  Japanese terms  

hanamachi - "flower town"{geisha district}

asagao - morning glory   kaneshon - carnation   ajisai - hydrangea

kimono - loose-fitting silk robe, tied at the waist with a sash

Author's Note

Thank you, Richard, for your direction.

Critiques welcome.

Reviews

[Zombified Spider]

As someone who spent a long time in kyoto over the summer I have to say it does them enough justice. Geisha however are entertainers but they are not in sex workers like you made them sound (at least to me). they are well versed in the arts of japan and work at tea houses which are invite only.

[Relic]

Thank you for your comment, ZS.

[Renata]

A most original poem thematically, and one which you should guard carefully before the “Inspiration Thieves” become attached to it.

I have never been to Japan before but the Geisha hold a prominent position in any foreigners psyche. There is something both beautiful and forbidden about them and the way they dress and carry themselves. I think your poem does them justice in its own way with hints of forbidden romanticism thrown in for good measure. I learned something new with your additional definitions and enjoyed the poem in its entirety.

[Relic]

I appreciate your comment, Renata. Thanks so much.
I've probably had a lot stolen from me I don't even know about.

[Lorry]

A moment perfectly captured in words Relic. One of those moments where you suddenly forget and then panic at you being unable to remember how to breathe, which is why in the days of health and safety there really should be a user's manual for life, because I seriously doubt turning it off and on again would work.
But once you get over it, you are left with a memory perfectly tattooed on your mind.

[Relic]

Thanks so much for the comment, Lorry.

[Thomas W Case]

Great painting of this scene.

[Relic]

Thank you Thomas.

[Betty Hermelee]

you created a stunning scene, the words flow gently and the last stanza is the best….very sensual indeed,
thank you for sharing
Warmly, B

[Relic]

I appreciate your comment, Betty. Thank you.

[Betty Hermelee]

Always appreciated 😊
Warmly, B

[emmajoygreen]

Words beautifully and uniquely placed. Such a wonderful picture

[Relic]

Thanks very much, Emma. I appreciate your comment. :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Very tastefully seductive poem Really great job

[Relic]

Thanks very much, Cowboy.