Deep pools of luscious ebony.
Exotic beauty behind a veil.
Grace carried on a breeze.
Porcelain perfection air of mystery.
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
She glides gently across the room
She may as well be walking on a cloud
She'd never pretend or presume
Never say a word too loud
She's as graceful as a butterfly
And her eyes as blue as the sky
Sakura: popular woman's name meaning "cherry blossom"
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
blossoms drifting down,
one settles inside the cup,
nature joins my tea.
all over Japan
sakura season begins ~
cherry blossoms bloom
Written on 20.03.26
many farewells-
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falling into the river
The springtime comes; cherry snow reigns,
No further cold nor ice remains.
O Sakura your beauty known,
In Sakura my love is shown.
In spring I watched the Sakura blossoms fall like
snow, landing in the waters of the Kushi Ogawa River.
See the beauty of the tall Japanese Crane as it fishes
along the edge of the water while Canon Birds fly
from tree to tree chasing moths, flies, and bees.
In the wider areas of the river, the Hokkaido
Ducks swim while taking turns sitting upon eggs.
As the snow melts, we watch as the beautiful
Red Crowned Cranes dance along the shoreline
squawking and singing to all who will have a listen.
If you are very quiet and still you might see the
shy Sika Deer foraging near the river at sunset.
From the Philosopher’s Path in Kyoto I watch
the children, dance and catch falling blossoms;
falling like a warm snow if that were possible.
In spring I watch the Sakura blossoms fall; and
the beauty of the tall Japanese Crane as it fishes.
When the aromatic garden of celestial spheres, splatters acrylic herbs,
I listen to soft serenades of sakura raindrops,
floating along singing sapphires, longing to reach the unseen colors, veiling cherry-blossom skies.
I ponder, if I could catch drizzling silhouettes of dancing diamonds,
would I then find petrichor tales of forsaken twilight?
Perhaps, in their liquified state, metaphors do flow,
as I am the aesthetic aura of the champagne sun before raspberry rain,
chasing butterflies and kaleidoscopic moonstones,
rising from the pit of poisoned puddles,
where petals of pretense play h i d e and s e e k, luring me into a delicate destruction.
Now I swim amidst surging sorrows, finding jade stars~ hidden between tarnished turquoise, allowing trickling jewels of the azure lagoon, to anchor my sunken spirit to an island of unfaltering faith.
There, I’ll see beyond blurred blues, the caramelized eyes of a poetic knight, writing sensual sestinas to soothe my sleepless seas, rippling with rhinestone regrets upon rain-soaked shores.
blooms of pinks and white
blanket the painted canvas
drawing all who pass
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the cherry blossom,
beauty but a breath in time,
life's foreshadowing
Imagine the world full of bloom
Imagine a continent full of the joy of smiling faces
They have magical power to transmit the warm gentle feeling to the others
Flowers come out from the ground where rain joins with fertilizer,
(All kinds of worms collaborate to make it happen!)
Humans come in and go out from the ground where sadness, anger, jealousy,
are mixed with satisfaction, happiness and memory, also great fertilizers
How do you use them?
I'd like to see your fully blossoms
There's a rare blooming
of sakura this fall
the trees cotton-candy-sweet
antipsychotic-sweet
Blossoms descend in batches
soon to cover the asphalt road
like spilled Pepto-Bismol
I swallow my pill with regret
drift into oblivion
the petals blur in my vision
the whole world tinted pink
by my medicated brain
Sakura in spring
fell from the tall tree so high
It was chopped and trampled
The petals dance graceful,
While Ninja are disgraceful
Samurai brings honor
While evil brings dishonor
The ramen is an original
As the American ramen is bad
as destruction may fall upon us
The sakura petals will still descend gracefully
With the snow ceasing
Nestled between the beds of sakura petals
With a taxi that’s going nowhere
Nowhere to take shelter
Nowhere with open borders
Turned away
Right at the doorstep
There’s no home now
And there’s no
Place for them to visit
No home to go back to
As the sakura blooms into spring
The snow falls
Freezing spring in its wake
The driver stops
To the wave of my hand
Its red lights glowing in the dark
Of a spring wonderland
I don’t know where I’m going
All I know is that I’m going somewhere
Grasping onto the
Last few petals of hope
In my palm
Crescent moons embedded onto my skin
Things seem different
This spring
The same sakura petals
Heart shaped
Short lived
But
There is something breathtaking
About a short yet fiercely
Lived existence
One of the things
that don’t change every year
A sense of relief
Living in a time of unease
In the air of spring
In an age of advancements
Close yet so far away
Sitting in solitude
As the
Spring turns into summer
When we leave our doors
Each and everyone of us
Will be together
As one and all
And all for one
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