My Poetry

“Cherry Blossom Dreams,” an Idyll

It’s Haibun Monday, at DVerse, and Frank Tassone has suggested our poem alludes to cherry blossoms. Here in Michigan, it’s too early for anything to bloom… but I can dream.

Image by M W from Pixabay

The warmth of a spring day washes over me in a warm caress. Under the cherry tree, I breathe in the faint scent of vanilla, lilac and rose. A shower of petals falls to the sidewalk, leaving behind a mosaic of blooms.

warm winds gust...
pink petals cascade
lacy spring snow

© Colleen M. Chesebro

40 thoughts on ““Cherry Blossom Dreams,” an Idyll”

  1. After a warm week, the temperature in “New York’s backyard” dropped back into the 20s! Still, I’m hoping for a peak bloom this weekend.

    May it be as beautiful as the one you evoke here!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. I woke up to snow again, and not the pink petals of cherry blossoms. 9 degrees this morning, warmed to 16 degrees in the afternoon. But it’s temporary.
    I enjoyed your haiku. It and your pictures remind me of other springs where there are many of those cherry trees.

    Liked by 1 person

Comments are closed.