Last evening while the setting sun was writing its own story cantankerous clouds to the right were leaving deep smudges in the evening skies.
The bird songs outside my window were unrelenting, piercing the roar of the harsh spring winds. Even the delicate cherry blossoms are standing up to this latest rage.
It seems we are all to discover what we are made of. In the end, we are all just holding on.
the ire of spring
that will not be placated –
For Haibun Monday over at dVerse who is hosting with a theme of “Cherry Blossoms”. To view other entries go here
Also linking to Tanka Tuesday over at Colleen where the prompt is to take a photo from your day and write a poem in relation to it. To see other entries go here
highs and lows
on the road to spring –
buds hold fast
in turbulent wind
slowly loose there grip
spring takes hold
I have been trying to find time to visit the Brooklyn Botanic Gardens. I am particularly interested in seeing what is happening to the cherry tree canopy at the Cherry Esplanade.
Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to. But from what I have been seeing here and there in the neighborhood, cherry blossoms are still in their early stages.
The magnolia tree up the block seems to be farther along.
blooms still in talks with nature
cherry blossom tales
For Eugi’s Blog where the prompt is “Canopy”. To see other entries go here
For dVersePoets Pub where Frank Tassone is hosting Haibun Monday. He asks us to write about “cherry Blossoms”.
To see other entries go here.
lay undisturbed –
ending life in the gutters,
the indignity of it all –
Another one for Frank Tassone’s Weekly Haikai Challenge where the prompt is “Late Cherry Blossoms”. To part take or just to read go here.
droopy branches with
frilly petals in lazy sway –
late cherry blossoms
For Frank Tassone’s Weekly Haikai Challenge where the prompt is “Late Cherry Blossoms”. For other entries or to participate go here.
in a gentle sway
against the bluest sky
For Frank Tassone’s weekly haikai challenge where the prompt is “First Cherry Blossoms”
a cloud of blossoms
a gentle flurry – homage
to last hurrah