Two souls destined to bloom as one
Though the world harshly set them apart,
The wind whistles gentle smiles -
And wove their love across miles.
Five winters, five springs, a blink on screen,
With broken dreams yet love sparkles bright,
No wave nor furnace could consume-
Divine love, built on grace, sublime and true.
Sweetest love, gentlest love the hour is here
Amidst the beauty, cherry blossom in symphony-
Snowy flake upon our head a perfect harmony,
A heavenly wedding on earth we embrace.
Love knows no boundaries nor horizon,
When two souls keep their hearts true.
Cherries are divine like starlight
Heavenly scent satisfies me
Every whiff is a good memory
Roses envy this elegant scent
Rivers of almonds with cherries
Youth surrounds its beauty
Almost only almond
Layers of cherries inside
Mystical scent slides upon my skin
Only name brand lotion is best
Near luxury but not quite luxury
Delicate yet strong together
Flash mob a frantic cherry-dipped oil slick
CHERRY PIE
I’m sitting here in my cool room
On a quiet rainy day
Spending my time reading
Thinking about Cherry pie
I’m feeling sleepy
Haven’t had much to eat
Cat is fast asleep in my recliner
I’m walking in my neighborhood
I’m letting my thoughts drift
I’m walking too far
I want to go back
I’m feeling lonely
Yesterday the sky was pale and grey
All I can see is a red cherry tree
I’m thinking about warm pie
Pie in the morning evening and night
But all I see a lonely pie tree
Cherry Pie so pretty the filling so hot and delicious
The fruit right off a tree
Cherry Pie fly here to me
And land in my kitchen
Be golden brown and hot
I could eat the whole thing
But the fruit of the filing
Is just so hard to find-I love Cherry Pie!
Submission date:July 19, 2026
lake of ash
tears like cheery blooms
drowning in a lake of ash
you are the sunrise
petals rise from water grave
hope breathes through golden seams
Another sleepless night, I cruise and am lost.
A midnight drive, the perfect cost.
Intoxicated by the most beautiful soul.
She invades my dreams, makes them whole.
She is the sunshine, to my cherry tree.
Nourishing love, passion fruit to be.
The river connecting the ocean, to the endless sea.
Her voice reminds me of angels, a romantic dream.
Her eyes more precious than shooting stars,
A beauty that can see through souls.
The Goddess of love, Venus; a heart of gold.
Now I drive in the moonlight, while the world sleeps.
Thinking of ways to always keep;
Your love & your smile; for who needs sleep to dream?
When you exist to me.
N.P
The old ones can sense the coming bloody storm.
Rat racers are busy building their own honeycombs.
Hatchlings are terminally distracted, pecking away at their phones.
I've decided to detach from modern times.
I'm turning medieval, battle-axe by my side.
No more free soloing mountain ranges of burning lies.
Got sick of navigating slick souls and licking deep $hit.
Being over-enticed by life's lederhosen and cherry lips.
That doesn't mean that I'm not in the game.
I'll just be watching the maelstrom from far, far away.
Header Note
Sponsor: sotto Poet
Poetry Contest Theme : Issa Kobayashi Inspired Poetry Contest
Haiku about a small drop of water creating a big change
Date of Submission: July,10 ,2026
CHERRY PETAL FALLS
Cherry petal falls
One drop catches morning light
Tears turn into joy
As sunlight slides behind the hill
Mum sets the last stone in cherry
Yet a fortnight for Christmas still
As sunlight slides behind the hill
Painted marl makes children merry
When December dew nips our sill
As sunlight slides behind the hill
Mum sets the last stone in cherry
Coin for Zoltar
On carnival night the bulbs burned low and gold,
I stood before Zoltar's wooden chest,
Turbaned prophet, tall with painted eyes of cold,
Yet burning like a secret fate confessed.
I dropped a coin of sorrow in his slot,
Heard gears hum soft beneath the dreaming glass,
My heart sprang open, unlocked by what time could not:
A flood of cherished memories let loose at last.
"Speak," I whispered to the oracle of wood,
"Can dreams wear flesh? Can lost hearts meet?"
His crystal gaze weighed all I could,
Then night ignited, warm beneath my feet.
And there, oh there, my beloved stepped through light,
A sunrise stitched in human skin,
My face bloomed, cherry blossoms after rain at night,
Joy spilling out like wine from cup to chin.
His smile, an enchanted lantern in the dark,
Wrapped my soul in velvet, dream-soft, true,
We danced on air, our laughter left a spark
That turned the harsh world into something new.
Reality may bite, but Zoltar knows this art:
Hope's a coin we spend against despair.
So I stand here still, beneath his watchful heart,
One coin of sorrow gone, one coin of hope still there.
tokyo's beauty
people celebrate their bloom
cherry blossoms fall
If I’d ever see anything more poetic.
I peak here, I think to myself,
my stride hastening unconsciously
as my eyes follow the path of the page,
as if I could make out the scripture,
knowing good and well Sunday school
was the only school I wasn’t the top of my class.
I thought it followed me
all the way to the crêpe shop—
come to find out
there are more than one.
The sky rains Bible pages down on me,
no longer do I have to focus to see
John,
Matthew,
hell even Ruth’s here.
The absurdity of the situation
would make you believe I’m embellishing.
i’m not.
It’s just a sign I refuse to acknowledge
And as a poet,
I'm inclined to write.
cherry blossoms blush~
the wind steals a first kiss
from swaying branches
old cherry tree blooms
another spring shows her age
her rings don't lie
Red made her look so lovely, it made my heart beat for her love.
Red was her color, it made me mad for her love, I fell to the ground and pleaded for her love.
She was so sweet, like a cherry growing on a tree, I could see her sweetness like the cherry growing on a tree.
Red was her color, it made me mad for her love, I fell to the ground and pleaded for her love.
She wore red for our date, I was happy all night when I looked at my sweet cherry date.
Red was her color, it made me mad for her love, I fell to the ground and pleaded for her love.
She gave me joy all night, with just her sweet cherry date, I felt happy with delight as I went to sleep.
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