A new dVerse poets prompt of cherry blossoms
She smelled of cherry blossoms in our walks to a point of hanging in her wake
“Hey, what are you doing? Keep up”
“Sorry” I would say but still keeping a half step behind claiming whatever might mind for that halted step and scent carried my way in her draft
I know she only kept me for notice, as I am not a find, most surely not, but a body for Moms and Dads and Sisters and Brothers and Company to present to, temporarily, in overstuffed dining rooms at Spring get togethers until cherry blossoms fade
But, for just a moment, she was a cherry’s flower petals that petaled on me
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It sounds like unrequited attraction… but still for a brief moment it is still wonderful to be there until the petals fall.
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Indeed Bjorn.
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What an interesting tale!
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Thanks!!!
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My mom swears by Bath & Bodyworks Japanese Cherry Blossom lotion and shower gel. My dad worships the ground the walks on. Reading your haibun, I wonder if there’s something in the cherry blossoms…
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Just maybe it seems then Cris!! 🙂
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This is kinda sad… 😦
~David
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Ok, yah got me there, but only “kinda” right? 🙂
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well… 🙂
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good story
much♡love
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Thanks so much Gillena!!!
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This is a sad, but beautiful haibun.
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Ahhhh, thanks Purple In Portland, or PIP? Appreciate you taking the time!!
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