Passing Fair
Awash in liquid sunlight,
A trembling rose.
At it’s very apogee,
A petal falling.
A trembling rose.
At it’s very apogee,
A petal falling.
A smile disingenuous,
A broken springtime promise,
About a golden summer,
A cherry blossom snowdrift.
And in the lush green grasses,
A dandelion’s last wish,
And beauty dies with merely,
A whisper of the wind.
Life is too short to drink bad wine 
Wow! this is deep and profound. That last verse, choked me up to the point of tears…
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Thank you so much for this. It is a very Japanese concept that at the very moment of something’s perfection it passes away. It is achingly sad by sometime true.
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Outstanding last stanza, sir!
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Thank you so much! I really appreciate the feedback.
Best wishes,
TJ
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a senryu reply
words befitting nature
its stories told
outstanding heartfelt
your pen exposing life’s ways
without malice
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Thank you so much for this. I am so delighted by your poetry enhancing the post. Best wishes!
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My pleasure,! I feel honoured by your kind words, humbled too, many thanks for your appreciation.
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A great chance to read some inspiring poetry. Thank you!
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