Cherry Blossom

no longer naked
fragile blossomed cherry trees
dancing in the rain

no longer naked
limbs are covered with pink frills
rippled by the breeze

fragile blossomed cherry trees
bursting with new buds
ephemeral youth

dancing in the rain
a last flurry of petals
strewn across the path

Kim M. Russell, 10^th February 2019

My response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #71 Crossroads Hineri … cherry blossom

In this weekend’s meditation, our challenge is a Crossroads Hineri episode, in which we create fusion-ku from two given haiku and then Troiku with our fusion-ku, on the theme of Cherry Blossom (viewing:

standing naked
in awe of the first cherry blossom
dancing in the garden

on winter’s edge
the first Cherry blossom blooms
rain falls softly

© Chèvrefeuille