Take off your kimono, Sakura.
βέƦẙḽ Dṏṽ the Smartass Rabbi

Take off your kimono, Sakura.
Did you ever see
a Kosher sausage?

Guarded by Sakura trees.
Ronald J Chapman
Ronald J Chapman
Dec 2, 2014

A pink kimono
Adorned with velvet flowers

Standing there in the Springtime mist of Japan,
Guarded by Sakura trees.
Skies are blue,
Singing a beautiful song,

Pink lips like adorable flowers on a spring day,
A most beautiful, kind and loving princess to ever
walk Japan.

Your beautiful face,
Your kindest soul,
Your adorable lips,
You smiled at me.

You have the prettiest voice,
that calms my soul.

You're the most beautiful and loving princess,
ever to walk Japan...

© 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.

Princess Sakura Poem Reading 1
#love   #flower   #spring   #cherry   #pink   #princess   #blossoms   #japan   #sakura  
Of pink and white Sakura trees.
Ronald J Chapman
Ronald J Chapman
Dec 2, 2014

She is mysterious, as strange as a daytime dream,
So remarkable, I see a
Princess dressed in a kimono covered with cherry blossom leaves,
Floating down river, under a canopy
Of pink and white Sakura trees.

She is so extraordinary, as unique as a double rainbow at sunrise,
So dreamy, as dreamy as a seaside sunset,
Her unconditional love scatters,
Like cherry blossoms in a fresh breeze,
Seen in rippling waves of sunshine.

So fantastical, as fantastic as a pink rose blooming in the desert,
So magical, as magical as our dreams coming true,
Princess Sakura singing, like an Angel,
She spreads her wings and flies away,
Like vanishing Sakura, leaves at the end of spring.

Princess Sakura, you will live forever in my dreams...

© 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.

Cherry Blossom Girl - Air
#love   #girl   #beautiful   #spring   #woman   #cherry   #princess   #blossoms   #japan   #sakura  
The sakura tree
Heidi Kalloo
Heidi Kalloo
Aug 12, 2014

The sakura tree
is dead you tailpipe fiend
you coal mine scoundrel.


May 28, 2014

Was it a tiny coloured line,
was it a black endless nothing.

A bunch of lights, twisted, flipped and drifting
A mass of them, and among this nothigness, a shadow

It had its own charisma,
its own shape
its own personality

It shined, though black
It crumbled, though strong,
and jumped, cheerful,
but it was far,
and the brief and narrow coloured line widened

Days went by, so did people
Did friends, did more than friends, did girlfriends

None of them, full or empty, fulfilled that shape

Nor did they dislike me
I even loved some,
but I didn't

And when I found her,
the woman in the shadow shape,
dreamed I in peace

Jun 9, 2014

I've always wondered,
why do I want this?
"It's not mine" is the answer

Why would I want to know what's beneath others' heads, minds?

May 24, 2014

Such was him
Behind those bars

He knew of a much further land
Sun red as blood, snow not that white

Not an inch of dust would filter through
Not a single memorie would find him,
there where he was,
deep down.

Though, he coud have, somehow,
might have asked,
"what shall be my sin, dear guard?
That, the one, to me unknown,
which my dreams far away from me hides?"

"Never mind" said the armoured man;
"why should know such a lowlife,
why should know such a piece of trash,
values him nothing more than living, the clues to
his crimes?"

Might he never be back to his country,
might never again see that red sun,
though for sure

Shall he never rest among dust.

the fragrant fallen blossoms
have passed me by
i closed my eyes
for a moment
and thought of you

Semerian Perez
Semerian Perez
Aug 7, 2012

Pink and white
Flutter to the ground
To form a gentle blanket
That gently rustle
In the cool spring breeze
I watch in awe
At your beauty
As I leave this world
My mind will fall to you
Oh magestic
And delicate one
Whose name is

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