Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Fleeting as cherry blossoms

Cherry tree by Grace @ Everyday Amazing



your  pink   beauty
     - fleeting   as    spring    butterflies-
                pierces     and     awes- 


even  the wind rushes
     to      inhale      your       ripe       blossoms,  
                 fragrant     and         alluring -   


but the sun  
      is    quicker    to    steal     you    away-    
                 soon,      petals    fall    in   quick-silver   hush -         



fading   your   last    kiss 
      -   soft     as    melting     snow -
                      lingering      hard      on      my      throat        


Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - Thanks for the visit ~  Sadly, all the blooms from the Japanese trees are gone ~  

55 comments:

  1. I understand so well. We have so many beautiful blooms yet on trees here (late spring), but I know how fleeting they are. I wish the kisses of the blooms would last just a little longer.........

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  2. Oh I love this! Love the pink and silver and romance in this. Nicely done Grace!

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  3. I love what you've done with the layout of this poem. You were able to play around with it without taking away from the poem. Love the last two lines.

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  4. So romantic and definitely the right time to talk about pink petals :-) cherry blooms in Stockholm right now.

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  5. I hate to see the blossoms go! Gorgeous work, Grace.

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  6. Something breathtaking, then sweetly sad as those Spring blossoms burst open, and then too soon drop off and litter the lawn; liked the form in this piece.

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  7. Wonderful use of structure.

    And anything involving cherry blossoms is good. Always.

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  8. beautiful images. Love the line breaks and even the spaces between words.

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  9. i think part of the beauty of the blossoms is their fading...that they're timely...makes them even more precious...beautifully penned grace

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  10. Oh, the lump in my throat when they leave--even the Dogwood, Azalea and the white bushes I cannot name. At my folks' house in Upstate NY, the cars took on the pink apple blossom petals and looked like floats in our front yard.

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  11. Blossoms and human beauty... not much different in their progression...

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  12. I LOVE the last two lines, beautiful.

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  13. love your word spaceing...as it makes me think of those blossoms on the wind...the quicksilver hush is beautiful to see...but then they are gone again for another season...

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  14. Totally graceful, Grace....... from inhaling the spring cherry blossoms to remembering that kiss..... Of course I mean THAT kiss, the one we all remember... I have one too, and it is indeed special, quite indeed desrving of being framed by your lovely words.....

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  15. Those blossoms surely know how to put on quite the romantic show

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  16. The second stanza just was so beautiful. Lovely writing Grace.

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  17. the imagery in this poem is stunning as spring... thank you

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  18. Oh, spring has been far too late and is now far too much in a rush to get it over with this year, I agree. But that is also the poignant beauty of it, which you capture so well in your poem.

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  19. Wonderful work here--the word spacing heightens the temporal quality of the blooms, here a moment the gone the next. Beautifully done!

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  20. I love how this takes on a very personal tone like a lover speaking to his/her beloved. The rhythm and imagery work so well together, forming a beautifully constructed melodic piece.

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  21. Cherry blossoms are truly fleeting. I think it's natures way to make us grateful for the beauty. I love the words you've used to describe the experience in the blossoms.

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  22. How fast their beauty departs. So nice that you captured it forever. Your words compete with the cherry blossom images.

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  23. Beautiful words to accompany the photo, Grace. Beauty can be fleeting so many times in life.

    Pamela

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  24. Spring indeed....................inspires.................

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  25. Love the beauty that pierces! an ephemeral beauty well written and expressive - K

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  26. love the cherry blossoms! they are here and then gone so quickly, this poem will keep them here a bit longer this year.

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  27. Its beautiful the way they bloom, go down to come back and again. A sense of softness in this. Wonderful!

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  28. Great piece, expecially the close. A taste of the orient. Excellente!

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  29. A beautiful piece for such a beautiful tree! I love the blooms and how you describe their fleeting beauty!

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  30. I'm kind of new to all these online forums. I love, love d'verse, its one of my favorites. The Cherry Blossoms have been popping up all over the place. I live in orchard country and I will never see them the same. Love hte poem. ;)

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  31. What's amazing about seasonal trees like this is that they are born, blossom, and die...each year! They go through the cycle each and every year. That's just such a neat thought to me. You captured it perfectly.

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  32. Cherry blossoms! It's a fleeting moment and it's gone - as most good things in life! Nicely Grace!

    Hank

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  33. Kisses should last longer than blossoms! I do love it when the trees are full of beautiful blossoms! A spectacular show!
    Nice one, Grace!

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  34. Beautiful tree! Beautiful photo! Beautiful poem! The blosooms disappear so fast, it seems.

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  35. lovely. your last line in partic. has a lingering effect.

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  36. The photo was a lovely lead into this poem. The visual effect of the poetry itself was rather soothing. My favorite line was: "petals fall in quick-silver hush" My heart could hear it. Beautiful.


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  37. what beautiful cherry tree and love the poem too!!

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  38. The cherry blossoms here are all but gone and they are so beautiful while they last. Wonderful write.

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  39. Sheesh ~ I absolutely love these, Grace:

    "even the wind rushes
    to inhale your ripe blossoms"

    "soft as melting snow -
    lingering hard on my throat"

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  40. Love your post image, and the header pic too. :) Gorgeous!

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  41. love the writing and how you formatted the text. Lovely.

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  42. Yep spring has sprung...right the hell outta here!

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  43. Such delicately beautiful and resonant work, Grace - I'm not surprised this piece has produced such a strong reaction. Keep stretching your wings, like the sparkling butterfly you are... With Love Scott www.scotthastie.com

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  44. Beautiful picture and wonderful words, the fleeting existence of spring, lost in the breeze.

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  45. oh, my, the wind took the words swirling all around the page :)

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  46. My childhood comes a-runnin' lol. I nis climbing up and down those trees.

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  47. Beautiful photography is a pleasure going through your blog Greetings from creativity and imagination photos of Jose Ramon

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  48. Lordy, this is gorgeous. Your formatting the words farther apart than normal gave this poem an unhurried feel, and as I read it, I did so slowly and with reverence for the blossoms. When they fall, a little of me falls with them, a little innocence, you know? Peace, Amy

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