17 of 30 Poem: All Too Short A Date

This poem was inspired this view.

All Too Short A Date

 
These blossomed boughs
hung heavy with the promise of
future harvests,
shedding tears of pearl and silk.
 
The Japanese would picnic
in your draped petticoats,
celebrating your spirit
with sake and merriment.
 
Feet and wheels trace meanders
through scattered confetti,
all too brief a season of
elegant decoration.
 
The occasional traveller
stops, considers before shaking a branch,
showers in the symbolism then
walks on with a smile.