flowers – C & K

Tanka: Springtime in Autumn

Springtime in Autumn.
Buds bloom, and flowers blossom
confused by the warmth.
An owl watches and ponders,
a pause to see the flowers.

A tree stood near our fence; we knew not what it was.
Winter came, then went, as Spring started anew.

The tree grew buds, which bloomed into flowers, as the
cherry blossoms moved and danced for us in that Spring.

A warped view of life

Hidden illumination

Unseen flowers bloom

Wind from the hills moves down,
moving across fields of colour.

Waves of the sea move through
the spring blossoming flowers –
moving, swaying, blooming.

A melody plays in the wind,
a song from the many birds.

Whispers of so many scents
dance in a poem on the wind –
melody, music, movement.

Bursting flowers

Moving in waves across the field

Colours of blossoming spring dance

Sunshine is brighter than the light

So surreal,

yet the flowers don’t

have spoons for hands.

The summer and the winter will pass,
as the good and the bad will pass.

Be like the many flowers in spring
or the colourful trees in autumn.

Wear hope like a cashmere scarf
around your neck to remind you that
we will all go back to mossy mud.

Then live your life.

recommend
beauty
in the way
petals
fall
to the ground

Succulent lover
flowers titillate your mind
geometry dreams

The sun feels warm,
yet the breeze tells
a different story.

Days where even the
flowers seem to have
gone vintage takes
me back to childhood
moments in the ’80s.

The carefree moments
when I did not think
about the good times
coming to an end.

Days like those were
carefree, but I must
say, looking back, that
those days felt sad too.