Usher in the blossoms


Four blossoms fall

coming to a rest

on the crest of a wave

rippling across the fathomless lake.

Three flowers flowing

sweet wind blows

the scent of fresh buns

in the wake of a glorious sun.

Two cherry blossoms float

a streetlight shining upon

the lone bench embracing the night

moths pining after the celestial crescent.

A single bud blooms

new hope bursts forth

sparks spring old and young

blooming into spring.

  • Author: Onyx (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 1st, 2024 09:19
  • Comment from author about the poem: What does spring mean to you? This is what it means to me...
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