Fleeting Cherry Blossom
A Butterfly Cinquain on transience
Carpe diem - seize the moment, because it doesn't last.
The cherry blossom is a flower that blooms in spring, on the cusp of the Lunar New Year. This pink flower blooms only briefly, and so it represents transience. owing to its ephemeral nature.
We celebrate it today. Like this fragile flower, seize the moment, for it happens only now.
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Blossoms
Blooming in spring,
Fleeting pink tapestry.
Their petals too fragile to hold-
they fall.
Moments
Quickly dissolve:
Unread texts, missed calls-until
spring returns,a frail memory.
Breathe now.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (8)
Love the element of time coupled with quick blossoms.
This was so beautifully executed! Loved it!
Beautifully done Michelle! 😊
I love this poem inviting spring to come
Lovely poem!
Such a beautiful poem. You truly captured the moment
you've truly captured the essence of living it now ❤ Loved the poem ✨
I love how this captures the delicate, fleeting nature of moments, just like cherry blossoms. It's short, sweet, and reminds us to live in the present. Really beautiful! ✨