Cherry blossoms fall
Whilst those of apple and plum
Stay fragrant, intact
Cherry blossoms fall
Whilst those of apple and plum
Stay fragrant, intact
Sniffing the blossoms
Bob is enjoying the scent
As much as I am
On a speeding train
From windows, glimpses of fields –
A lone, barren tree
A Pomegranate
Extremely ripe, sways in wind —
But without claimant
Robin perched on a branch
Please do not fly away
My pleas are in vain
Alone in that field
Regardless of what season
The tree is so bare