Monthly Archives: March 2014

Storm of cherry petals Blown away by the spring wind People stroll in pink rain

Small white narcissi Vanished from the sidewalk bed The scent remembered

Busy shopping street No two faces are alike Cherry petals on all

Mothers stand watching Children immersed in their play Park lawn growing green

Flowers bewildered Spring sunlight but winter wind Open and shivering

From many places Reports of cherries blooming But it’s cold rain here

The moat is empty Wintering ducks all flown home Time for cherry petals

Camellias quiet They have the power of smile That words cannot match

Now that spring is here I dream of a summer sky White puffs in the blue

Fallen leaves from last year Blown up by the first spring gale Hitting the windshield