Shyness Stings

cherry blossom

I looked out my window t-day.

Whilst – same as yesterday.

Landscape – pale, empty, frayed.


I gathered perspective from

Mother Nature’s display.


The weeping willow showed

many small, light, leaves laid low

with weight.


The cherry blossoms although

breathless to see; still had no cherries

ready to eat.


The wind swirled, never caring o’er

the possible damage it could hurl.


A snapped branch here.  Blossoms

dropping – there.


I think I’ll just stay indoors.

Feels comfortable in here.


This a way to conquer any fears?


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s