The Cherry Tree Poem by Hazel Durham
The Cherry Tree
She remembers the cherry trees were in bloom when she met him,
Time rolls back,
In a humble cafe, drinking tea,
A man leans across and catches her arm,
Spectacled, blue eyes, with tightly cropped hair,
He looks like a man who cares,
Making a phone call, he asks her to mind his seat,
Six foot tall, he dresses so neat,
He strides out like a man who knows about life, there are no repeats.
She watches him through the glass revolving doors,
Pacing about his powerful physique, making her feel quite meek,
Gliding back towards her like some heroic Greek god,
He sits down beside her,
She feels so flattered, her life begins to matter,
He is a teacher by profession, a poet always in a session,
Their eyes strike gold, as he allows her into his fold,
They kiss, hot, succulent, finding their secret bliss.
Living is his kind of giving,
He is always ahead of the game,
Wanting so bad to have fame,
Sameness is a death never met,
Every day is a gamble, a long shot bet,
He sees the beauty behind all the grime,
Colours merge, places diverge, everything rhymes.
A world wide traveller, nations he conquers,
With his engaging wit,
Spreads countries before her vivid blue eyes,
'We will travel in style, allow the globe to become an everyday surprise! '
His hand strong to her touch,
They romance, dance, till their fragile spirits entrance.
This is all a long time ago,
They didn't make it past the post,
Problems arose, they came to a grinding halt,
She is an old woman now as she stares out her opened window,
The cherry tree is in full bloom,
She feels those moments with him still, so real,
Sealed in Pandora's box never to be healed,
Knowing her tender heart had dwelled in a place,
That was home.
The cherry tree in her pale pink and white dress,
Blowing serenely in the soft breeze,
It's blossoms swirling around her garden,
Flutters through her opened window,
They land on her ever so softly,
Thoughtfully the splendour of their romance,
Ignites her eyes like an everyday surprise.
The poem is a mermaid swimming in an ocean very deep, where waves do not affect the static peace of of the ocean and the poetess has described the beauty stored in the depths, like a diver that brings out the pearls, polishes it and makes a necklace of the poetry and puts it in a showcase and every romantic heart becomes a juvenile delinquent to steal the necklace.........................10
These are the moments when one reads good poetry with its classical charms revived. Your cherry tree has got delicious fruits... A good poem with unique power of expression.
Your poem reflects sheer romanticism. Last stanza contains vivid blend of human emotions with nature. I loved reading it. Anyhow syllables in each line can be reviewed.
HI HONORABLE POETESS.I ENJOYED READING YOUR POEM.PLEASE TRY TO WRITE MORE AND MORE.THANKS.
fiction or facts who cares just have enjoyed reading this wonderful piece
In full bloom with cherries that are so rich in romance. Well done my friend!
Hazel, This is what remains of love: the sacred moments to cherish for all your life; life after life after life. Great poem. I loved it.
Very interesting imagery is brought up about imagery of cherry tree. Interesting and nice definitely. Wisely penned...10
love life and a life full of expectations has become a fading memory. Reliving the past at the foot of Cherry trees in full bloom. life past is in full vividness before her. very nice poem. you touch the experiences of so many in this life. enjoy reading your poems always. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 2:04:56 PM # 1.0.0
The cherry trees were in bloom when she met him first. The man in no time could enter her heart and soon enter her life too. Wonderful days were passed until once things changed. Now that life is just a fading memory. But when she sees the Cherry trees in full bloom, she is able to re live her past in all its vividness! A beautiful poem! Really enjoyed!