In the vortex
of a new year’s birth,
like cherry blossoms,
cling valiantly
to impatient boughs of
speeding time…

Perhaps only
to lose their grip,
lay a pink carpet
of withered expectations,
so reality might tread softly,
tiptoe on scattered hopes,
with a smile…

01/04/2015: Posted in Poets United


26 thoughts on “2015

  1. Lovely, how you’ve depicted the transcience of blooms and good intentions. I like the softness in this, similar to the softness of the flowers. Enjoyed reading it very much.


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