Spring Skyline

There are few blooms in the city yet,
save a misty cerise-tinged sunset;

one can only imagine a haze of wet
cherry blossoms defining sooty silhouettes

and pinking up the skyline. Who am I
to criticise a city dweller who climbs high

enough into the sky to smell the distant,
violaceous lilac tree’s aromatic scent?

Kim M. Russell, 15th February 2024

Image by Svitlana on Unsplash

Sanaa is hosting the dVerse Poets Pub Open Link this week, with the live edition on Saturday. We can link up one poem of our choice or write to the optional mini-prompt, a line from a Walt Whitman poem: ‘When lilacs last in the dooryard bloomed.’

56 thoughts on “Spring Skyline”

  1. The exquisite imagery here – “misty cerise-tinged sunset,” “pinking up the skyline,” “violaceous lilac tree,” — mixing sight and scent, lends a special valor to the “city dweller who climbs high” for such an experience. Lovely, Kim.

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  2. This is incredibly stunning, Kim! 😍 I especially love; “one can only imagine a haze of wet
    cherry blossoms defining sooty silhouettes and pinking up the skyline.” ❤️❤️

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  9. Luckily my city is full of both trees and blooms. But you’re right, it’s way too early for anything here, except in front of the delis where they sell flowers. April is when the cherries and other blooming trees wake up. (K)

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      2. I’m sorry I haven’t been reading and commenting but, not long after I posted the poem, my husband was very ill and I had to call an ambulance. He was diagnosed with blood clots in one lung. However, there were no beds at the hospital and he came home yesterday evening, so I have been looking after him.

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      3. I hope your husband is on the mend. That is scary, as is the lack of hospital beds. We face the same situation here in the States–many rural places lack hospitals at all.

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  12. Absolute beauty to read an intro to the magic that blooming flowers will soon splatter against our bricks and grays, and lilac especially that will scent everything so vibrantly. Lovely write!

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    1. Thank you, Jane. I’m sorry I haven’t been reading and commenting but, not long after I posted the poem, my husband was very ill and I had to call an ambulance. He was diagnosed with blood clots in one lung. However, there were no beds at the hospital and he came home yesterday evening, so I have been looking after him.

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      1. Oh, I’m sorry to hear that, Kim! Do you have any help, a nurse, medical assistance? Blood clots in the lung sounds serious! Are you a long way from a big town, have to rely on a cottage hospital?

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      2. Thank you, Jane. Unfortunately there is no help, but he is due to see a specialist soon. We have anticoagulants and paracetamol, and he has short periods when he has no pain. I’m just glad the paramedics insisted he went to hospital,

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    1. Thank you so much, Gillena, I’m sorry I haven’t been reading and commenting but, not long after I posted the poem, my husband was very ill and I had to call an ambulance. He was diagnosed with blood clots in one lung. However, there were no beds at the hospital and he came home yesterday evening, so I have been looking after him.

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  21. I also have come late to the party dealing with a young mother / family member in critical condition most of last week and relieved to tell you she turned a corner early morning yesterday, not out of the deep woods yet. Sending positive healing energy to your husband.

    Your poem is quite lovely.

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