Marcellino Carlo Poems
1000 Cherry Blossoms On The Sakura
The heavens birth a hue of radiance that
is flawed against your delicate mastery.
Gentle petals dance in the guise of the geisha
Ever flawless ever innocent. These soft
kisses encircle your unmatched beauty.
Here is a gift from nature, lady Sakura.
Shower in it's 1000 cherry blossoms
We wait patiently for something to happen
To be caught up and taken to a place without trouble,
Where we can escape this abrasive environment.
If not we are doomed to decay.
We fear no-one. We rise up against our kindred.
We are untamed. We are lost.
With no roots to hold us, no direction to lead us