blushing pith,
whines,
tears,
cries………. earthen wells where love dies.
But life
drowning in brine
seas far too kind.
But love
rips………caustic stings by shoreline tides.
cracks,
bleeds,
riven skin,
I’m in.
blushing pith,
whines,
tears,
cries………. earthen wells where love dies.
But life
drowning in brine
seas far too kind.
But love
rips………caustic stings by shoreline tides.
cracks,
bleeds,
riven skin,
I’m in.

Nether braids of Springs ambience, comforts the breadth of bosoms for shade.
Let rest vintage notes of fruit&floral amid Sakura weaves by day.
If ever yours blossoms; Nay austere weeping cherries,
Bequest palest pink&purest white beauty, thus-
Softly coiled flurries we shall carry.
Jeni

I was inspired by the many cherry blossom trees rooted in our neighborhood. Although its blooms are short-lived and falls like petals of snow, it’s root remains strong so that we look forward to the exclusive sequel of its beauty. Originally representing “nature of life,” spectacular and reflowering (maturing) every year as I.